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T1IK 

PSALMS  OF  DAVID, 

IMITATED    TN    THE 

LANGUAGE  OF  THE  NEW  TESTAMENT, 

AND    APPLLED    TO    THE 

CHRISTIAN"  USE  AND  WORSHIP. 

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BIT   I.   WATTS,  D.  D. 

M0QO0Q 

A  new  edition. 

In  which  the  Psalms  omitted  by  Dr.  Watts  are  versified) 
loe .  altered,  and  a  number  of  Psalms 

■fied  anew,  in  proper  metres. 

BY  TLMOTHY  DWIGHT,  D.  D. 

PRESIDENT    OF    YALE  COLLEGE. 


f  the  General  Association  of 
Connecticut. 


TO    THE    PSALMS   IS   ADDED  | 

A  SELECTION  OF  HYMNS 


HARTFORD ; 
Printed,  and  Published  by 

GEORGE   GOODWIN    AND    SONS. 
1819. 


[RENEWAL  OF  COPY-RIGHT.] 


BISTHICT  OF  CONNlfcTICUT,  SS. 

******  BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That  on  the  fourth  day 
JL.  S.*  of '  November,  in  the  fortieth  year  of  the  Indejpend- 
******  enceofthe  United  States,TIMOTHY  D WIGHT 
of  the  said  district,  hath  deposited  in  this  office  the  title  of  a 
book,  the  right  whereof  ht*  claims  as  author,  in  the  words 
following,  viz. 

"  The  Psalms  of  David,  imitated  in  the  language  of  the 
New  Testament,  and  applied  to  the  christian  use  and 
worship.     By  I.  Watts,  D.  D.     A  new  edition,  in  which 
the  Psalms  omitted  by  Dr.  Watts  are  versified  anew    in 
proper  metres.    To  the   Psalms  is  added  a  selection  of 
Hymns.    By  Timothy  Dwight.  D.  D.  President  of  Yale 
College.    Approved  and  allowed  by  the  General  Assem- 
bly of  the  Presbyterian  Church  in  the  United  States  of 
America." 
In  conformity  to  the  act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United 
States,  entitled  "  An  act  for  the  encouragement  of  learn- 
ing, by  securing  the  copies  of  maps,  charts  and  books,  to 
the  author  and  proprietor  of  such  copies  during  the  times 
therein  mentioned." 

HENRY  W.  EDWARDS,  Clerk 
of  the  District  of  Connecticut, 
A  true  copy  of  record  examined  and  sealed  by  me, 

HENRY  W.  EDWARDS,  Clerk 
of  the  District  of  Connecticut. 


"tYTIEREAS  the  Rev.   Dr.  Dwigl  ud   by 

W       the  Gnu  -nil  A-M.iuuicin  1'  till    E  :.<itieut. 

that  met  on  the  third  Tuesday  of  June,  in  Ti 
I.4rd  1797,tO  revise  Dr. Witf$ imitation of    uV    1- 
David,  soai  to  accommodati  them  to  the  Stan  of  i! 
can  Churches  :  and  to  supply  the  df  f.eieicy  of  th«  m  PsahM 
which  Dr.  Watta  had  omitted.    And  having  undertaken 

I  made  such  alterations  and  additi n 
Botiee  thereof  to  the  Association,  at   their  meeting  in  tin1 
n  wislringtheadviei  and  con- 
currence of  the  Genera]   Asseniblj  thyterian 
Church  in  the  United  States  in  this  important  hi 
tht  sahseribers  wen  sppointed  by  tin  above  bodies,  to  dm  et 
and  examine  inch  alt-  rations  and  additions  ;  and  sn 
ly  nut  at  Stamford,  on  tin  10th  da>  of  Jan    13  !0,  and  hav- 
ing carefully    rammed  thtm,  approve  and    recommend 
said  version,  a?  thus  altered  and  amended,  to  the  use  of  ths? 
Churches 

JOHN  RODGER S,        ^ 

JOHN  SM ALLEY. 

CYPRIAN  STRONG, 

ISAAC  LEWIS.  ^  Coywmttee, 

JOSEPH  STRONG, 

AS  V  HlLLYER.juu. 

JON  A.  FREEMAN. 
We  also  recommend  to  Dr.  Dwighfl  to  spied  such  Hymns, 
from  Dr.  Watts,  Dr.  Doddridge,  and  others,  and  annf  x  them 
to  Ins  edition  of  die  Psalms,  as  shall  furnish  the  Churches 
with  a  more  exMPaivt  system  of  Psalmody. 

JOSEPH  STRONG. 


ASA  HILLYER.jun. 
JONA.  FREEMAN. 


JOHN*  RODGERS, 
JOHN  SM  ALLEY. 
CYPRIAN  STRONG, 
ISAAC  LEWIS, 
The  abo^e  is  a  true  copy  of 
rhe  dointrs  of  the  Committee, 

CYPRIAN  STRONG 


ADVERTISEMENT. 

AFTER  the  American  Revolution,  it  became  early 
the  general  wish  of  die  Churches  and  Congregations  in 
this  country,  that  such  passages  in  Dr.  Watt's  version  of 
the  Psalms,  as  were  local) and  inapplicable  to  our  own  cir- 
cumstances, might  be  altered,  and  made  to  accord  with 
those  circumstances.  In  several  succeeding  instances  such 
an  alteration  has  been  made.  The  General  Association 
of  this  State,  however,  thought  proper,  at  their  session  in 
June,  1795,  to  request  the  subscriber  to  attempt  the  work 
anew.  To  this  request  they  subjoined  another :  viz.  that 
he  would  versify  the  Psalms  omitted  by  Dr.  Watts.  At 
the  same  time,  a  number  of  the  Clergy  and  Laity,  of  the 
first  respectability,  recommended  that  an  addition  should 
be  made  to  the  number  of  Psalms,  versified  by  Dr.  Watts 
in  proper  metres,  for  the  purpose  of  preventing  a  too  fre- 
quent repetition  of  them  in  our  worship.  They  also  re- 
commended, that  a  number  of  Hymns  should  be  annexed 
to  the  Psalm-Book,  sufficient  to  complete  a  system  of 
public  Psalmody. 

In  May,  1798,  a  motion  was  made  m  the  General  As- 
sembly of  the  Presbyterian  Church,  for  accomplishing  the 
same  general  purpose  ;  but  the  General  Assembly,  being 
informed,  that  the  business  had  been  taken  up  by  the 
General  Association,  concluded  to  postpone  any  further 
measures,  relative  to  it,  until  they  should  see  the  issue  of 
the  measures,  adopted  in  Connecticut.  After  this  work 
was  completed,  a  joint  committee  was  appointed  to  exam- 
,  b  :half  of  o  >th  these  Ecclesiastical  bodies,  the  state 
and  character  of  the  work,  and  finally  to  approve  or  dis- 
approve of  it,  as  they  should  judge  proper.  Their  decis- 
ion the  reader  has  already  seen  on  a  preceding  pagej 

With  the  requests  and  recommendations  above  mention- 
ed I  have  endeavoured  to  comply.  Some  account  of  what 
I  have  done  is  due  to  the  public. 

In  making  such  alterations  in  Dr.  Watt's  version,  as 
d  objects  merely  local.  I  have  m  some  instances 
appfied  the  Psalm,  or  the  passage,  to  the  Church  at  large, 
or  to  Christian  nations  generally  ;  and  in  others,  particu- 
larly to  our  own  Country.      The   hater  I  have  done  be- 





AD'..  NT. 

cauK  every  nation,  like  every  individual,  fa  lir.^ 

concerns  more  than  any  oth<  r,  will  find  various  occasions] 
of  adapting  its  praise  peculiarly  to  tin  m. 

In  altering  such  p.;-  defective,  either  in 

the  language  or  tin  m  ntiment,  I  found  two  objects  claim* 

ing  my  intention— the  trrors  of  the  press,  and  those  of 
the  writer^ 

The  reverence  for  Dr.  Watts  is  in  this  country  so  great, 
that  I  shall  not  be  surprised  to  find  myself  charged  with 
f  modesty,  for  suggesting,  that  he  was  the  subject 
of  such  errors.  Dr.  Watts  was  a  man  of  great  eminence 
nine:,  wisdom,  and  piety  ;  and  in  usefulness  to 
mankind  lias  had  few  equals.  As  a  poet,  in  writing  a  flow- 
ing happy  stanza,  familiar  without  vulgarism,  and  eleva- 
te d  \\  ithout  affectation  or  obscurity,  he  has  perhaps  never 
been  excelled.  The  design  of  evangelizing  the  Psalms, 
(if  I  may  be  allowed  the  expression)  was  one  of  those  hap- 
py thoughts,  which  rarely  occur,  and  will  give  liis  version 
a  decided  superiority  over  every  other,  as  a  vehicle  for  the 
praise  of  Christians.  Still  he  was  not  distinguished  a- a 
writer,  and  must  undoubtedly  be  charged  with 
some  of  the  errors  found  in  his  Psalm-Bool;.  A  part  of 
those  only  have  I  attempted  to  remove*  I  should  have 
ventured  farther,  had  I  not  been  originally  cautiontd  to 
make  no  alterations  except  those,  which  should  appear  to 
be  eithtr  absolutely  necessary,  cr  plainly  important.  In 
these  alterations  I  have  aimed  to  vary  as  little  as  might  be 
from  my  original. 

As  die  Editions  of  Dr.  Watts'  Psalms  have  been  very 
numerous,  both  in  Great-Britain  and  America,  many 
typographical  errors  have  en  pt  into  the  modern  copies  of 
that  woric  Those  I  have  carefully  endeavoured  to 
correct. 

In  versifying  the  Psalms,  omitted  by  Dr.  Watts.  I  have 

followed  the  free  example,  which  he  has  set.     When  the 

is  informed,  that  D;.  Watts  was  discouraged  from 

attempting  these,  I  am  persuaded,  mat  he  will  not  think 

the  latitude  which  I  have  taken,  unwarrantable. 

In  adding  to  the  number  of  Psalms,  versified  in  several 
kinds  of  proper  metres,  I  have  generally-selected  those, 
which  w  ere  of  frequent  use.  As  the  dc  sign  was  to  prevent 
the  necessity  of  singing  the  existing  Psalms,  of  this  des- 
cription, too  often,  such  a  selection  became  indispensable 


6  ADVERTISEMENT. 

I  have  not  versified  any  in  the  metre  of  the  old  50th,  be- 
cause of  the  incumbrance  of  the  chorus ;  nor  any  in  that 
of  the  113th, because  I  thought  the  number  already  suffi- 
cient. 

The  Hymns  I  have  selected  from  various  writers,  with 
a  design  of  extending  and  completing  a  system  of  Psalm- 
ody. I  do  not  flatter  myself,  that  a  divine  song  will  be 
found  here,  adapted  to  every  religious  subject ;  yet  I 
hope  there  will  be  ro  important  deficiency.  Had  I  fol- 
lowed my  own  judgment  or. ly,  the  collection  wotddhave 
been  somewhat  larg: :r  ;  but  I  found  several  judicious  di- 
vines of  opinion  that  it  would  be  expedient  to  make  it 
still  less.  To  the  Hymns  selected  I  am  persuaded  there 
will  be  no  objection. 

It  cannot,  without  weakness,  be  supposed,  that  what  I 
have  done  will  meet  the  universal  approbation  of  those, 
for  whose  use  this  Psalm-Book  is  intended.  The  intro- 
duction of  a  Psalm-Book  into  the  use  of  Churches  has  ever 
been  attended  w  ith  difficulties.  I  have  not  satisfied  my- 
self :  it  ought,  therefort,  not  to  be  expected,  that  I  should 
satisfy  others,  whose  judgment  must  doubtless  be  more 
impartial,  and  less  biasstd  in  my  favour  than  my  own.  I 
can  only  say  that  I  have  intended  w  ell. 

No  doctrine  will,  I  believe,  be  found  in  the  book,  which 
is  not  accordant  with  the  general  Protestant  Orthodoxy. 
In  this  part  of  the  performance  I  presume,  therefore,  I 
shall  not  be  extensively  censured.  With  respect  to  the 
rest,  I  leave  it  in  the  hands  of  the  public  with  my  sincere 
wish,  and  earnest  prayer  to  God,  that  it  may  please  him 
to  make  it  the' mean  of  assisting  the  praise,  and  promoting 
the  edification  and  comfort  of  my  fellow  Christians. 

TIMOTHY  DWIGHT. 

tfew-Haven,  A  a  gust  13, 1800. 


THE 

PSALMS  OF  DAVID, 

IMITATED  IN  THE 
LANGUAGE  OF  THE  NEW  TESTAMENT. 


PSALM  1.     Common  Metre. 
The  ~vay  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  -wicked. 

1  ¥j  LEST  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place, 
I  \   Where  sinners  love  to  meet  ; 

Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat  : 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 

Has  plae'd  his  chief  delight  ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  [He,  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 

By  living  waters  set, 
Safe  from  the  storms  and  blasting  wind, 

Enjoys  a  peaceful  state.] 
•i  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 

Shall  his  profession  shine  ; 
While  fruits  of  holiness  appear, 

Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

5  Xot  so  the  impious  and  unjust  : 

What  vain  designs  they  form  ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chaff,  before  the  storm. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 

Among  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ  the  judge  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 

His  heart  approves  it  well  ; 
But  crooked  wa\  s  ot  sinners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 


3  PSALM  I. 

PSALM  1.  Short  Metre. 
The  saint  happy,  tlie  sinner  miserable, 

1  pnr^HE  man  is  ever  blest, 

I     W  ho  shuns  the  sinner's  ways  ; 
Among  the;r  councils  never  stands, 
Nor  takes  the  seorner's  place  ; 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 
His  study  and  delight, 

Amid  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 
With  waters  near  the  root  : 

Fresh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live  j 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit* 

4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race, 
They  no  such  blessings  find  ; 

Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind* 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 
Before  that  judgment-seat, 

Where  all  the  saints  at  Christ's  right  hand 
In  full  assembly  meet  ? 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves 
The  way  the  righteous  go  : 

But  sinners  and  their  works  shall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow .     - 

PSALM  1.     Long  Metre. 
The  difference  between  the  righteous  &  theiviched 

1  1  FAPPY  the  man  whose  cautious  feet 

I Hi  Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go  ; 
Who  hates  the  place  where  Atheists  meet^ 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Among  the  statutes  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
With  pleasure  pondering  o'er  his  word. 

,'y  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green  ; 
And  heaven  will  shyie  with  kindest  beams 
On  every  work  his  bauds  begin. 


PSALM  II. 


m 


k  But  sinners  find  iheir  counsels  crost ; 
tin  I -haft' before  the  tempest  flies, 

.all  their  liopes  be  blown  and  lost, 
When  the  lust  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 

5  in  vain  the  rebel  seeks  to  stand 
In  judgment  with  the  pious  race  ; 

The  dreadful  Judge,  with  stern  command, 
Divides  him  to  a  different  place  : 

6  "  Straight  is  the  way  my  saints  have  trod  ; 
u  I  blest  the  path  and  drew  it  plain  ; 

••  But  you  would  choose  the  crooked  road  ; 
!  nd  down  it  l^ads  to  endless  pain/" 
PSALM  2.     Short  Metre. 
Translated  according  to  the  divine  pattern,  Acts 
iv   -24,  kc. 
:\  rising)   interceding,  and  reigning, 

1  [  \  I  AKER  and  sovereign  Lord 

¥  f    Of  heaven,  and  earth,  an' 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  answers  thy  decrees, 

2  The  things,  so  Ion?  foretold 
By  David.  arefulfill'd, 

When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join'd  to  slay 
.  -  thy  holy  child*] 

3  Why,  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Jews  with  one  accord 

all  their  counsels  to  destroy 
TV  anointed  of  the  Lord,  r 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  design  ; 

Against  the  Lord  their  powers  unite, 
Inst  his  Christ  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

a  ill  support  his  throne  : 
lie  that  ha tli  rais'd  him  froni  the  d 
Hath  owu'd  him  for  his  Son. 
PAUSE. 

6  Now,  he's  ascended  high, 

asks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  hearenlv  birth. 
A  2 


10  psalm  n. 

7  He  asks,  and  God  bestows^ 
A  large  inheritance  ; — - 

Far  as  the  world's  remotest  ends 
His  kingdom  shall  advance* 

8  The  nations  thaLrebel 
Must  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 

He'll  vindicate  those  honours  well, 
"Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

9  [Be  wise,  ye  ruiers,  now, 
And  worship  at  his  throne  ; 

With  trembling- joy,  ye  people,-bow 
To  God's  exalted  Son, 

10  If  once  his  wrath  arise, 
Ye  perish  on  the  place  ; 

Then  blessed  is  the  soul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace*) 

PSALM  -2.     Common  Metre. 

1  "^PiTHY  did  the  nations  join  to  slay 

\>  f     The  Lord's  anointed  Son  § 
Why  did  they  cast  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gospel  down  £ 

2  The  Lord  that  sits  above  the  skies^ 

Derides  their  rage  below  p 
He  speaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes> 
And  strikes  their  spirits  through. 

3  i(  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son* 

"  And  raise  him  from  the  dead  j 
"  I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
"  And  wide  his  kingdom  spread, 

4  w  Ask  me,  my  son,  and  then  enjoy 

u  The  at  aost  heathen  lands 4 

"  Thy  rod  of  iron  shall  destroy 

"  The  rebel  that  withstands!" 

5  Be  wist   ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 

Obey  th'  anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heavenly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word, J 

6  With  humble  love  address  his  throne  ; 

.    >>•  'f  he  frown  ye  die  ; 
Those  --ire  secure,  and  those  alone, 
Who  oti  his  grace  rely. 


PSALM  II.  U 

PSALM  2.     Long  Metre. 
Chrufs  death,  resurrection,  and ascennotr. 

1  ^1  ^fc    HY  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  ? 

f  f     The  Romans,  why  their  sworda  employ  ? 

Against  the  Lord  their  powers  engage 
His  dear  anointed  to  destroy  ?J 

2  "  Come,  let  us  break  his  bands,"  they  say, 
"  This  man  shall  never  give  us  laws  ;" 
Ami  thus  they  cast  his  yoke  a^  ayf 

And  nailM  their  Monarch  to  the  cross* 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 
Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls  ; 
He'll  vex  their  heart  with  inward  pains, 
And  speak  in  thunder  to  their  souls* 

4  "  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made, 
"  On  Zion's  everlasting  hill. 

"  My  hand  shall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
"  And  he  shall  stand  your  sovereign  still P 

5  [His  wondrous  rising  from  the  earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth  ; 
"  This  day  have  I  begot  my  son." 

6  "  Ascend,  my  son,  to  my  right  hand^ 
"  There  thou  shalt  ask,  and  I  bestow 

"  The  utmost  bounds  of  Heathen  land  \ 

"  To  thee  the  Northern  isles  shall  bow."} 

i  * 

7  But  nations  that  resist  his  grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  iron  stroke  * 
His  rod  shall  crush  his  foes  with  ease. 
As  potter's  earthern  work  is  broke* 

PAUSE,  / 

8  Now,  ye  that  sit  on  earthly  thrones, 

Be  wise,  and  serve  the  Lord,  the  Lp.mb, 
Now  i\  his  feet  submit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

9  With  humble  love  address  the  Son, 
Lest  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  ; 

His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown, 
If  ye  provoke  his  jealousy. 
kQ  His  storms  shall  drive  you  quick  to  hell  j 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  dust ; 


t2  PSALM  HI. 

Happy  the  souls  that  know  him  well, 
And  make  his  grace  their  only  trust. 
PSALM  3.     Common  Metre. 
Doubts  and  fears  supprest :  or,  God  our  defence 
from  sin  and  Satan 

1  "]^  /f"Y  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 
^3'JL  How  fast  my  foes  increase  ! 
Conspiring  my  eternal  death, 

They  break  my  present  peace. 

2  The  lying  tempter  would  persuade, 

There's  no  relief  in  heaven  ; 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiven. 

5  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  strength, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread  ; 
Shalt  silence  all  my  theatening  guilt, 
And  raise  my  drooping  head. 

4  [I  cried,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  listening  ear  ; 
I  calPd  my  father  and  my  God, 

And  he  subdu'd  my  fear. 
;)  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  'woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace, 

That  guarded  my  repose.] 

6  What  tho'  the  hosts  of  death  and  hell 

All  arm'd  against  me  stood, 
Terrors  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul  : 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arise,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  sing  : 
My  God  hath  broke  the  serpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  lost  his  sting. 

5  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  save  ; 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 
PSALM  3.     1,  2,  3,  4,  5,  8.     Long  Metre. 
Jl  JWu rning  JPsu  Im . 
X   /^k  LORD,  how  many  are  my  foes 

\J  In  this  weak  state  of  flesh  and  blood  !■ 


PSALM  IV  1S 

My  peace  they  daily  ducom] 
But  mj  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

3  Tir'd  v.  itli  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  1  rais'd  an  evening  cry ; 

Thou  heard'st  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  aid, 

I  laid  me  down,  and  slept  secure  : 

Not  death  should  make  my  heart  afraid, 

Though  I  should  wake  and  rise  no  more. 

4  But  God  sustain'd  me  all  the  night  ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  ; 

He  rais'd  my  head  to  see  the  light, 
And  make  his  praise  my  morning  song. 
PSALM  4.     1,  2,  3,  5,  6,  7.     Long  Metre. 
Hearing  of  prayer  ;    or,  God  our  portion,  and 

Christ  our  Jtope. 
1   £~\  GOD  of  grace  and  righteousness, 
)  J  Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain  ; 
Thou  hast  enlarg'd  me  in  distress ; 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 
3  Ye  sons  of  men,  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  glory  into  shame  ; 
How  long  will  scoffers  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name  f 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  saints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  beside  ; 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  that  died. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  (lone 
A  thousand  works  of  righteousness, 
We  put  our  trust  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pardoning  grace. 

3  Let  the  unthinking  many  say, 

k-  Who  will  bestow  some"  earthly  good  P" 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray  ; 
Our  souls  desire  this  heavenly  food. 

G  Then  shall  my  cheerful  powers  rejoice 
At  grace  and  favors  so  divine, 
Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  corn,  and  all  their  wine. 


14  PSALM  V. 

PSALM  4.    3,  4,  5,  8.    Common  Metre 
An  Evening  Psalm. 

1  T   ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ; 
(  j  I  am  forever  thine  ; 

I  fear  betore  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin, 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  business  free, 

'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God  !  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace.. 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

PSALM  5.     Common  Metre. 
For  the  Lord's  Dew  ^Morning. 

1  ~W   ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

§  i  My  voice  ascending  high  ; 

To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 

To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye  : 

2  L~p  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand, 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight. 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  Oh,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  p!ajn  before  my  face. 


PSALM  VI.  15 

PAUSE. 

f)  My  watchful  enemies  combine 
To  tempt  my  feet  astray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  base  design, 
To  make  my  soul  their  prey. 
7  Lord,  crush  the  serpent  in  the  dust, 
And  all  his  plots  destroy  ; 
While  those  that  in  thy  mercy  trust 
Forever  shout  for  joy. 
S  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name 
Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfilPd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With"  favor  as  a  shield. 


1 


PSALM  6.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  in  sickness  ;  or,  diseases  healed,-. 
X  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 


Withdraw  the  dreadful  storm  ; 
Nor  let  thy  fury  grow  so  hot 
Against  a  feeble  worm. 

2  My  soul's  bow'd  down  with  heavy  cares  ; 

My  flesh  with  pain  opprest  ; 
My  couch  is  witness  to  my  tears  ; 
My  teal's  forbid  my  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  ray  days  ; 

I  waste  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pass, 
Till  the  slow  morning  rise. 

4  Shall  I  be  still  afflicted  more  ? 

Mine  eyes  consum'd  with  grief? 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long  before 
Thy  hand  affords  relief  ? 

5  He  hears  when  dust  and  ashes  speak ; 

He  pities  all  our  groans  ; 
He  saves  us  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  sovereign  word 

Restores  our  fainting  breath  ; 
For  silent  graves  praise  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 


16  PSALM  VH. 

PSALM  6.     Long  Metre. 
Temptations  in  sickness  wertomt . 

1  "1    OKI),  lean  suflTe  r  thy  rebukes, 

fiJ  When  thou  with  kindness  dost  chastise  ; 
But  thy  tierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
Oh,  let  it  not  against  me  rise  ! 

2  Pity  ray  languishing  estate, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  that  I  feel  ; 

The  wounds  thy  heavy  hand  hath  made, 
Oh,  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  ! 

3  See  how  I  pass  my  weary  days 

In  sighs  and  groans  ;  and  when  'tis  night, 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears  ; 
My  grief  consumes  and  dims  my  sight. 

4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn  ! 
How  long,  almighty  God,  how  long  ? 
When  shall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
When  shall  I  make  thy  grace  my  song  ? 

5  I  feel  my  flesh  so  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  despair  ; 
But  graves  can  never  praise  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  dust  and  silence  there. 

o  Depart,  ye  tempters,  from  my  soul, 
And  all  despairing  thoughts,  depart  ; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 
Will  ease  my  flesh  and  cheer  my  heart. 
PSALM  7.     Common  Metre. 
God's  care  of  his  people,  and  punishment  of  per- 
secutors. 
11L&Y  trust  is  in  ray  heavenly  friend, 
J  w  §    My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend 
From  those  that  seek  my  blood. 
2  With  insolence  and  fury  they 
My  soul  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey 
When  no  deliverer's  near. 
">  If  I  indulge  in  thoughts  unjust, 
And  wish  and  seek  their  woe, 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to  dust, 
And  lav  mine  honor  low. 


PSALM  V1I1.  17 

h  It'tlicrc  were  malice  hid  id  me, 
I  know  thy  piercing  eyes  ; 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 
5  Arise,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 
Their  pride  and  power  control  ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliverance  to  my  soul. 
PAUSE, 
d  [Let  sinners  and  their  wicked  rage 
Be  humbled  to  the  dust ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  just  ? 
7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins  ; 
He  will  defend  th   upright ; 
His  sharpest  arrows  he  ordains 
Against  the  sons  of  spite. 
S  For  me  their  malice  dug  a  pit, 
But  there  themselves  are  cast ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  mischief  light 
On  their  own  heads  at  last.] 
3  That  cruel,  persecuting  race 

Must  feel  his  dreadful  sword  ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  praise  the  grace 
And  justice  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  8.     Short  Metre. 
GocPs  sovereignty  and  goodness  ;  and  man's  do- 
minion over  the  creatures. 

1  ^k  LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 
™   P     Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  "When  to  thy  works  on  high 

I  raise  my  wondering  eyes, 
And  see  the  moon  complete  in  light, 

Adorn  the  darksome  skies  : 
S  When  I  survey  the  stars 

And  all  their  shining  forms  ; 
Lord,  what  is  man  !  that  worthless  thing, 

Akin  to  dust  and  worms  ? 


18  PSALM  VIII. 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man  ! 

That  thou  should 'st  love  him  so  t 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 

While  beasts  like  slaves  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 
And  fish  that  cleave  the  sea. 

6  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 

How  wonderous  are  thy  ways  ! 
Of  dust  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame, 
A  monument  of  praise. 

7  [Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes 

And  sucklings  thou  canst  draw 
Surprising  honours  to  thy  name, 

And  strike  the  world  with  awe. 

8  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 

Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine.'] 
PSALM  8.     Common  Metre. 
Christ's  condescension,  and  glorification  ;    or, 
God  made  man. 
\  £~\  LORD,  our  Lord,  how  w  onderous  great, 
X  P  Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state, 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 

The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

And  stars  that  well  adorn  the  sky, 

Those  moving  worlds  of  light  : 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  so  far  below, 
That  thou  should'st  visit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  so  : 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  should  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  save  a  dying  worm  ! 

5  [Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown, 

And  meu  would  not  adore, 


PSALM  VIII.  10 

Th*  obedient  seas  and  fishes  own 
Hjfl  Godhead  and  his  power. 

6  The  waves  lay  spread  beneath  his  feet, 

And  fish  at  his  command, 
Brought  their  large  shoals  to  Peter's  net, 
And  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  These  humbler  glories  of  the  Son, 

Shone  through  the  fleshly  cloud  ; 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 

And  men  confess  him  God.] 
S  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  majesty, 

Who  bow'dhis  head  to  death  ; 
And  be  his  honours  sounded  high, 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 
9  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wonderous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state, 

Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim, 

PSALM  8.     Ver.  1,  <2;  Paraphrased. 
First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  hosanna  of  the  children  ;    or,  infants  prais- 
ing God. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Kuler  of  the  skies, 

^\    Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  spread  ; 

And  thine  eternal  glories  rise, 

O'er  all  the  heavens  thy  hands  have  made. 

2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 
A  monument  of  honour  raise  ; 
And  babes  with  uninstructed  tongue 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

3  Thy  power  assists  their  tender  age 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground  ; 
To  still  the  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policy  confound. 

4  Children  amid  thy  temple  throng 
To  see  their  great  Redeemer's  face  ; 
The  son  of  David  is  their  song, 
And  young  hosannas  fill  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  scribes  and  angry  priest* 
In  vain  their  impious  caviU  bring  : 


20  PSALM  IX. 

i 
Revenge  sits  silent  in  their  breasts, 
While  Jewish  babes  proclaim  their  King. 
PSALM  8.     Ver.  3,  &c.     Paraphrased. 
Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Adam  and  Christ,  lords  of  the  old  13  nenv  creation. 

1  TT   OHD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  first, 

|  j  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dust, 
That  thou  should'st  set  him  and  his  race* 
But  just  below  an  angel's  place  ? 
-2  That  thou  should'st  raise  his  nature  so, 
And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below, 
Make  every  beast  and  bird  submit, 
And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But  oh,  what  brighter  glories  wait, 
To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state  ! 
What  honours  shall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condescended  to  be  born  ! 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made, 
See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead, 
To  save  a  ruin'd  world  from  sin  : 
Yet  he  shall  reign  with  power  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  miseries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made,  and  glorious,  shall  submit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

PSALM  9.     First  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Wrath  and  mercy  from  the  judgment-seat. 
1.  "|,  1TITH  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song, 
I  r/     Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim, 
Thou,  the  great  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 

2  I'li  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace  ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  opprest ; 

To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 

And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  The  men  that  know  thy  name  will  trust 

In  thine  abundant  grace  : 


PSALM  IX.  ot 

And  thou  wilt  ne'er  forsake  the  just, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
"Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  executes  his  threatening  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 
PSALM  9.  Ver.  12.  Second  Part.   Cora.  Metre. 
The  wisdom  and  equity  of  Providence. 

1  IITHEN  the  great  Judge,  supreme  and  just. 

y  j       Shall  once  enquire  for  blood, 
The  humble  souls,  that  mourn  in  dust, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

Doth  his  own  children  raise  : 
In  Zion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath 
They  sing  their  father's  praise. 
fc3  His  foes  shall  fall  with  heedless  feet 
Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  sinners  perish  in  the  net, 

That  their  own  hands  have  spread. 
i  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 
Are,  thy  deep  counsels  known  : 
When  men  of  mischief* are  destroyM, 
■  are  must  be  their  own. 
PAUSE. 
5  The  wicked  shall  sink  down  to  hell ; 
Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands, 
That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Against  thy  known  commands. 
G  Though  saints  to  sore  distress  are  bruughr., 
And  wait  and  long  complain, 
Their  cries  shall  never  be  forgot, 
Nor  shall  their  hopes  be  vain. 

7  Rise,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  seat. 

To  judge  and  save  the  poor  :' 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  men  prevail  no  more. 

8  Thy  thunder  shall  affright  the  proud, 

And  put  their  hearts  to  pain  ; 
Maki   tl  em  confess  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  men. 


22  PSALM  XI. 

PSALM  10.     Common  Metre. 
fayer  heard,  and  saints  saved;  or,  pride,  athe* 
ism  and  oppression  punished. 
For  a  Humiliation  Day. 

1  ~\  \T11Y  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far, 

y  f       And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  distress  ? 

2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 

Thy  justice  and  thy  power  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  still  thy  saints  devour  ? 
5  They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  sight. 
And  then  insult  the  poor  : 
They  boast,  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  shall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arise,  O  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry  : 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  ascends  on  high. 
PAUSE. 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 

And  say  with  foolish  pride, 
"  The  God  of  heaven  will  ne'er  engage 
"  To  light  on  Zion's  side." 

6  But  thou  forever  art  our  Lord, 

And  powerful  is  thy  hand, 
As  when  the  heathens  felt  thy  sword, 
And  perish5  d  from  thy  land. 

7  God  will  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  bow  his  ear  to  hear  ; 
He  marks  whate'er  his  children  say, 
And  puts  the  world  in  fear. 

8  Proud  tyrants  shall  no  more  oppress, 

No  more  despise  the  just ; 
And  mighty  sinners  shall  confess 
They  are  but  earth  and  dust. 

PSALM  11.     Long  Metre. 
God  loves  the  righteous  and  hates  the  -wicked 
|  Y  refuge  is  the  God  of  lev*", 

Whv  do  mv  foes  insult  and  cry, 


PSALM  XII.  gs 

m 
Ci  Flj  like  a  tim'rous  trembling  dove, 
M  To  distant  woods  or  mountains  fly.,a 
2  If  government  be  all  destroy 'd, 
(That  firm  foundation  of  oar  peace,) 
And  violence  make  justice  void, 
'Where  shall  the  righteous  seek  redress  ! 
9  The  Lord  in  heav'n  hath  fix'd  his  throne.. 
re  surveys  the  world  below  ; 
To  him  all  mortal  tilings  are  known, 
His  eye-lids  search  our  spirits  through, 
i  If  he  afflicts  his  saints  so  far, 

Tr>  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace, 
AYhat  mu'-t  the  bold  transgressors  fear  \ 
His  very  soul  abhors  their  ways 
5  On  impious  wretches  he  shall  rain 
Tempests  of  brimstone,  fire  and  death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
•  >'!om,with  hisangry  breath. 
G  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  souls>, 
Whose  thoughts  and  actions  are  sincere, 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The  men  that  his  own  image  bear. 

PSALM  12.     Long  Metre. 
'   safety  and  hope  in  evil  times;  or<  Si* 
tong  /,  viz.  Hatpin  .     . 

1  ~|    ORD,  if  thoifdost  not  soon"  appear, 

I  4  Virtue  and  truth  will  fly  away  ; 
A  faithful  man  amongst  us  here, 
Will  scarce  be  found  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  discourse/when  neighbours  meet. 
Is  fiil'd  with  trifles  loose  and  vain  ; 
Theirlips  are  flatt'iy  and  deceit, 

And  their  proud  language  is  profane, 
o  But  lips,  that  with  deceit  abound, 

Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long; 

The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 

The  flatt'nng  and  blaspheming  tongue. 
4  i;  Yet  shall  our  words  be  free."  thev  crv  ; 

"  Our  tongue  shall  be  controul'd  bv'none  ; 

"  ^Yhere  is  the  Lord  will  ask  us  why  ; 

"  Or  say,  our  lips  are  not  our  own  r' 


24  PSALM  XII. 

5  The  Lord,  -who  sees  the  poor  oppress'd, 
And  hears  th'  oppressor's  haughty  strain. 
AVill  rise  to  give  his  children  rest", 

Nor  shall  they  trust  his  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd, 
Void  of  deceit  shall  still  appear  ; 

Not  silver  sev'n  times  purify'd 

From  dross  and  mixture  shines  so  clear, 

7  Thy  grace  shall  in  the  darkest  hour 
Defend  the  holy  soul  from  harm  ; 
Though,  when  the  vilest  men  have  pow'r, 
On  ev'rv  side  will  sinners  swarm. 

PSALM  12.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  of  a  general  corruption  of  manners  : 
promise  and  signs  of  Christ's  coming  to  judgment. 

1  TTTELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 

\_  Religion  loses  ground  • 
The  sons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break, 

Yet  act  the  fiatt'rer's  part  : 
With  fair,  deceitful  lips  they  speak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  some  hateful  lie, 

How  is  their  tury  stirr'd  ! 
4f  Are  not  our  lips  our  own,"  they  cry, 
u  And  who  shall  be  our  Lord  r* 
i  Scoffers  appear  on  ev'ry  side, 
Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Is  rais'd  to  seats  of  pow'r  and  pride. 
And  bears  the  sword  in  vain. 
PAUSE. 
:  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 
Arid  blasphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found. 
And  love  is  waxing  cold  : 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  hast'ning  on  P 

Hast  thou  not  giv'n  the  sign  } 
May  we  not  trust,  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine  ? 

7  "  Yes,  saith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rise, 

"  And  make  oppressors  flee  ;" 


PSALM  XIII. 

•  I  -hall  appear  to  their  surprise, 

"  And  set  my  servants  tree." 

3  Thy  word,  like  silver  sev'n  times  tr\M, 

Through  ages  shall  endure  ; 

The  men,  that  in  thy  truth  confide, 

Shall  find  the  promise  sure. 

PSALM  13.     Long  Metre. 
Heading  wkh  G<xt  mulct-  desertion  :  or.  Ropt  in  darknc 
t  "|  ¥  OW  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain, 
|_  Like  one  that  seeks  his  God  in  vain  ? 
AVilt  thou  thy  face  forever  hide  ? 
Shall  I  still  pray  and  he  deny'd  " 
2  Shall  I  forever  he  forgot, 
As  one  whom  thou  regardest  not  ? 
Still  shall  my  soul  thine  absence  mourn  ; 
And  still  despair  of  thy  return  r 
I  How  long  shall  my  poor,  troubled  breast 
Be  with  these  anxious  thoughts  opprcst? 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  foe, 
Rejoice  to  see  me  sunk  so  low  ? 
v  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief. 
Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief; 
If  thoiuwithhold  thy  heav'nly  light, 
I  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 

5  How  will  the  pow'rs  of  darkness  boast. 
If  but  one  pra>  irg  soul  be  lost  ! 

But  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace, 
And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 

6  AVhate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest, 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
My  heart  shall  feel  thy  love,  and  raise 
My  cheerful  voice  to  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  13.     Common  Metre, 
Con^Laint  under  tem;jtat'i(,rir>  rfthedeviL 

1  TTO^t  l°nS  W^t  tuou  conceal  thy  face  r 

i  |_     My  God,  how  long  delay  r 
When  shall  I  feel  those  heav'nly  rays 
That  chase  my  fears  aw  ay  ? 

2  How  long  shall  my  poor,  lab'ring  soul 

Wrestle  and  toil*  in  vain  ? 
Thy  uord  can  all  my  foes  controul. 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 


2C  PSALM  XIV. 

3  See  how  the  prince  of  darkness  tries 
All  his  malicious  arts  ; 
He  spreads  a  mist  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts, 
i  Be  thou  my  sun,  and  thou  my  shield  ; 
My  soul  in  safety  keep  ; 
Make  haste,  before  mine  eyes  are  seal'd 
In  death's  eternal  sleep. 

5  How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud 

Should  I  become  his  prey  ! 
Behold  the  sons  of  hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  so  long  delay. 

6  But  they  shall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  satan  hide  his  head  ; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

7  Thou' wilt  display  that  sovereign  grace, 

Where  all  my  hopes  have  hung ; 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  in  praise, 
And  viet'ry  shall  be  sung. 

PSALM  14.    first  Part.    Common  Metre. 

By  nature  all  men  are  sinners. 

1  TOOOLS,  in  their  hearts,  believe  and  say, 
JP      "  That  all  religion's  vain, 

"  There  is  no  God,  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  and  piofane 

Corrupt  discourse  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 

Look'd  clown  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  sought  his  grace, 

Or  did  his  justice  know. 
i  By  nature  all  are  gone  astray, 

Their  practice  all  the  same  ; 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand, 

There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 
»  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  speak  deceit, 

Their  slanders  never  cease  : 
How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet ! 

Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 


PSALM  XV.  87 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin  (that  bitter  root) 
In  ev'rv  heart  are  torn 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

PSALM  14.     Second  Part.     Common  Metre 
The  folly  •fpertecvfrru 
t     A   RE  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown, 
J\      That  they  the  saints  devour  \ 
And  never  worship  at  thy  throne, 
Nor  fear  dime  awful  pow'r  ; 
2  Great  God,  Appear  to  their  sarpi 
Reveal  thj 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  despise, 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  shame. 
S  Dost  thou  not  dwell  among  the  just  ? 
And  yt  t  bar  foes  deride, 
That  we  should  make  thy  name  our  trust 
Great  God, confound  their  pride, 
i  Oh,  that  the  joyful  day  were  come 
To  finish  oor  distress  ! 
W]     i  God  shall  bring  his  children  home, 
Our  songs  shall  never  cease. 

PSALM  15.     Common  Metre. 
Charac  <  Zion  :  or,  the  g  . 

1  Il'HO  shall  inhabit  in  thy  hill, 

V  ?       O  God  of  holiness  ? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace  ? 

2  The  mar.  th^t  walks  in  pious  wavs, 

And  works  u  ith  righteous  hands  ; 
That  trusts  Ins  Maker's  promises, 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  speaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart, 

landers  with  his  tongue  ; 
"Will  scarce  believe  an  ill  report, 
a  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  The  wealth)  sinner  he  contemns, 

Lov<  s  all  that  fear  the  Lord  : 
And.  thot  .  n  hurt  he  swears, 

Still  he  performs  his  word. 


28  PSALM  XM. 

5  His  hands  disdain  a  golden  bribe, 
And  never  gripe  the  poor  : 
This  man  shall  dwell  with  God  on  earth, 
And  find  his  heaven  secure. 

PSALM  15.     Long  Metre. 

Religion  and  justice,  goodness  find  truth  ;  or,  duties  to  G«u 

and  man  ;  or,  The  qualifications  of  a  Christian. 

1  TMI  fHO  shall  ascend  thy  heav'nly  place, 

y  *     Great  Gad,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  ? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

2  "Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean  ; 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean  ; 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he  trust  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt ; 
Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise, 
But  saints  are  honor'd  in  his  eyes.] 

4  [Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 
And  always  makes  his  promise  good: 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  swears, 
"Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears.] 

3  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 
And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold  ; 
While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

6*  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  that  curse  him  to  his  face  : 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them- 

7  Yet,  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

PSALM  16.    First  Part.     Long  Metre, 
Confcsohn  of  our  poverty  :  end  Saints  t/ie  best  comjKtm,  :  or. 

Good  works  profit  men,  not  God, 
1  T^RESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
For  succor  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  ; 
Mv  goodness  cannot  reach  to  thee. 


PSALM  XVI. 

1  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  cor.t 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 
My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

:  Yet,  Lord,  thy  saints  on  earn  may  reap 
Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do  ; 
These  are  the  company  I  keep, 
These  are  the  choicest  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  choose  the  sons  of  mirth, 
To  give  a  relish  to  their  wine  ; 
I  love  the  men  of  heavV.ly  birth, 
Whose  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

PSALM  16.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Christ's  cH-svJficiencxj. 

1  TJOW  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise 

|_  Who  haste  to  seek  some  idol-god  ; 
1  will  not  taste  their  sacrifice, 
Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood 

2  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon  ; 
He  for  my  life  hath  offered  up 
Jesus,  his  best  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feast  ; 

I3y  day  his  counsels  guide  me  right : 
And  be  his  name  for  ever  biest, 
Who  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  night 
«*  I  set  him  still  before  mine  eyes  ; 
At  my  right  hand  he  stands  prepared 
To  keep  my  soul  from  all  surprise, 
And  be  my  everlasting  guard. 

PSALM  16.     Third  Pa-t.     Long  Metre 
Courage  in  death,  and  h'jpc  of  the  resurrect  ion. 

1  "lntprlEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong 

f  f  His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  ; 
Be  glad  my  heart,  rejoice  my  tougue, 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave' 
My  soul  forever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 


30  PSALM  XVI. 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  dust  and  rise  on  high ; 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wond'rous  way 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  sky. 

4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow; 
And  full  discov'ries  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tasted  here  below) 
Spread  heav'nly  joys  thro'  all  the  place. 

PSALM  16.  1—8.   First  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Support  and  counsel  from  God,  xvithcut  merit. 

1  Ql  AYE  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  foe  ; 
^  In  thee  my  trust  I  place, 
Though  all  the  good  that  I  can  do 

Can  ne'er  deserve  thy  grace. 

2  Yet,  here,  thy  children  to  sustain 

Shall  be  my  lov'd  employ, 
Thy  children,  first  and  best  of  men, 
My  friends,  my  highest  joy. 

3  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haste, 

And  worship  wood,  or  stone  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  cast 

Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  constant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup  ; 
Much  am  Ipleas'd  with  present  good, 
And  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion,  and  my  joy  ; 

His  counsels  are  my  light : 
He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day> 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

6  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-seeing  eye  ; 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hope  shall  move 
While  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 
PSALM  16.     Second  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  death  and  resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  "  Tf  Set  the  Lord  before  my  face, 

|   "  He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
"  My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  express. 
"  My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  "  My  spirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

"  Where  souls  departed  are  ? 


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PSALM  XVII. 

"  Xor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
"  To  sue  corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  lite, 
"  And  raise  me  to  thy  throne  : 
"  Thy  courts  immort.il  pleasure  give  ; 
"  Thy  presence  joys  unkcown." 
i  [Thus  in  the  name  of  Christ,  the  Lord, 
The  holy  David  sung, 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

is,  whom  every  saint  adores, 
Was  crucifyM  and  slain  ; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  restores, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 
6  "When  shall  my  feet  arise,  and  stand 
On  heavVs  eternal  hills  ? 
There  sits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand. 
And  there  the  Father  smiles.] 

PSALM  17.    Ver.  13,  &c.     Short  Metre. 
Portion  of  mints  and  i  timers :  or,  Hope  and  despair  in  death. 

1  A  RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
j\    And  ma]ce  the  wicked  flee  : 

They  are  but  thy  chastisipg  rod 
To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  m  ords  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleasure  lies_, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boast  of  all  his  store  : 

The  Loi«d  is  my  inheritance, 
My  soul  can  wish  no  more. 

4  I  shall  behold  the  face 
Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Washed  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There's  a  new  heav'n  begun 
When  I  awake  from  death, 

Drest  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 


gg  PSALM  XVIII. 

PSALM  17.     Long  Metre. 

rie  sinner's  portion,  and  saiius  ho.e  :  or,  the  Jtearen  oj 

separate  soidu  and  the  resurrection 

TORD,  I  am  thine  ;  hut  thou  wilt  prove 
4  My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love  ; 
When  men  of  spite  against  me  join, 
They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below, 
'Tis  all  the  happiness  they  know  ; 
'Tisall  they  seek  ;  they  take  their  shares, 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs. 

S  What  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 

I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
But  the  bright  world,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  hour  !  O  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God  ! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  controul 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

3  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
'Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise. 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

PSALM  18.  Proper  Metre.  As  the  new  50th. 

First  Part. 

The  Thanksgiving  of  Zkzvidfor  deliverance from  his  enemies. 

Ver.  1.  & 
I  Tf^O  heaven  let  all  my  sacred  passions  move, 

.§     My  trust,  nry  wonder,  gratitude  and  love-; 
God  is  my  hope,  my  strength,  my  rock, my  tower; 
My  shield  his  favour,  and  my  sword  his  power  ; 
All  praise,  all  love,  his  high  perfections  claim  ; 
Let  endless  glory  celebrate  his  name. 

Ver.  3.  4.  5. 
l2  Before  me  death  in  gloomy  terror  l  ose, 
In  arms  exulting  came  my  banded  foes  ; 
Like    floods    tempestuous    thousands   round   me 

spread  ; 
~Ro*r'd  with  fierce  vage.and  billow'd  o'er  my  head  ; 


M 


fsalm  XVIII. 

Ltur  in  the  front  amaz'd  my  trembling  mind, 
.%d  sorrow,  death,  and  hell,  advanced  behind. 

Ver.  6.  7.  3. 
9  In  deep  distress  I  raisM  my  voice  on  high  : 
From  heav'n  he  bow'd  to  hear  the  humble  cry  : 
Then  dread  convulsions  shook  the  solid  ground  . 
Wav'd  the  tall  woods,and  quak'd  the  hills  aroui.d 
Forth  rush'd  a  smoky  tempest  through  the  skies, 
And  round  all  ether  flames  began  to  rise. 

Ver.  9.  10.  11. 
i  To  earth  he  came;the  heavens  before  him  bow'd; 
tth    his  feet  deep    midnight  stretch/d   her 
shroud  ; 
Cherubic  hosts  his  sunbright  chariot  form  ; 
His  wings  the  whirlwind,  and  his  path  die  storm  , 
Around  his  car  thick  clouds  their  curtains  spread.. 
And  wrap'd  the  concave  in  a  boundless  shade. 

V,er.  12.  13. 
5  Before  his  path  overwhelming  splendors  came  ; 
The  clouds  dissolved  ;  all  nature  felt  the  flame  ; 
From  his  dark  throne  a  voice  in  thunder  broke  ;. 
ide  world  trembled  as  th'  Eternal  spoke  : 
His  foes  to  vanquish  angry  blasts  conspire, 
Showers  of  dread  hail,  and  coals  of  burning  fire. 

Ver.  14.  15. 
S  Through  the  vast  void  bis  arrows  wing'd  their 

way  ; 
His  lightnings  blaz'd  insufferable  day  ; 

Vd,  o'erthrown,  or  scatter' d  on  the  plain, 
Fled  his  pale  foe*,  or  strew' d  the  fields  with  slain  ; 
TV  affrighted  floods  their  secret  channels  show'd, 
And  earth's  disclos'd  foundations  own'd  her  God. 

Ver.  16.  17.  19— 24. 
7  Tremblinghe  snatch'd  me  from  the  realms  of  woe, 
Drew  from  the  pit,  and  sav'd  from  every  foe  : 
Keen  were  their  swords ;  k  fierce  their  flaming  ire. 
Their  souls  a  furnace,  and  thtir  rage  a  lire  ; 
*But  God  beheld  and  saw  my  bosom  clean, 
My  tongue  from  falsehood  free,my  bands  from  sin 

*  ThU  is  speken  in  a  compere  .     David  him- 

self teaches  t.sn  that  neither  himself,  nar  any  ot/ter  man,  tf 
a****  - 1  >1.    See  Psalm  14  and  51 . 

B2 


34  PSALM  XVin. 

Ver.  22.  25.  26. 
S  His  holy  word  I  made  my  chief  delight : 
His  laws  are  perfect,  and  his  judgments  right : 
In  him  the  just  a  juster  God  shall  rind, 
Pure  to  the  pure,  and  to  the  piteous  kind  ; 
While  fro  ward  iips,  and  fro  ward  hearts  shall  see 
The  rod  of  vengeance  their  reward  from  thee. 

Ver.  27.  29.  33. 

0  Thy  hand  shall  sink  the  proud,  exalt  the  poor, 
And  bid  the  lamp  of  joy  illume  my  door  ; 
Train  me  to  war,  conduct  me  to  the  field, 

In  peace  my  glory,  and  in  war  my  shield : 
Wing'd  by  thy  power,  my  feet  thro'  thousands  fly  ; 
Walis  sink  beneath  me,  and  proud  chieftains  die. 

Ver.  28.  30.  31. 
10  How  perfect  is  thy  way,  Almighty  Lord  ! 
Thy  name  how  wondrous  !  how  divine  thy  word  ! 
Thou  art  the  Saviour,  thou  the  God,  alone, 
The  lamp  of  Zion,  and  of  heaven  the  sun, 
Of  lords  the  Lord,  of  kings  th'  eternal  King  ; 
My  raptur'd  lips  thy  praise  shall  ever  sing. 

PSALM  18.     Proper  Metre,     ,'ls  the  wra  50th. 

Second  Fart. 

Applied  to  the  Amei  icon  Revolution. 

1  jTf  10  bless  the  Lord,  our  God,  in  strains  divine, 

jl^  With  thankful  hearts,  &  raptur'd  voices  join, 
To  us  what  wonders  his  right  hand  hath  shown  ! 
Mercies,  his  chosen  tribes  have  scarcely  known  ! 
Like  David  blest,  begin  the  enraptur'd  song; 
Let  praise  and  joy  awaken  every  tongue. 

2  When,  nr'd  to  rage>  against  our  nation  rose 
Chiefs  of  proud  name,  and  bands  of  haughty  foes, 
Ke  train'd  our  hosts  to  fight,  with  arms  array 'd, 
With  health  r  .vigor'd,  and  with  bounty  fed, 
Gave  us  his  chosen  c}'>ai  our  sons  to  guide, 
Heard  every  prayer,  and  everv  want  supplied. 

"Ver.  5.  19.  48. 

3  He  gave  their  armies  captive  to  our  hands, 
Or  sent  them  frustrate  to  their  native  lands, 
Burst  the  dark  snare,  diselos'd  the  miry  nit, 
And  led  to  broad,  safe  grounds  our  sliding  feet  ; 
BounUous  for  ns  extended  regio  .s  won, 

The  fairest  empire  spread  beneath  the  sun. 


PSALM  XVIII 

Ver.  13.  35.  89.  43. 

4  When,  dark  and  threatening,  civil  broils  arose, 
Each  hope  grew  dim,&friends  were  chang'd  to  foes, 
God  was  our  stay,  onr  help,  our  heavenly  shield  ; 
His  grace  preserved  us,  and  his  arm  upheld, 

ms  from  tumults  dire,  and  deep  distress, 
Enlarged  our  blessings,  and  eonfirm'd  our  peace. 
Ver.  44.  45. 

5  No  more  against  our  land  shall  strangers  rise, 
But  fade,  and  fade  beneath  avenging  skies  : 
Pleas'd,  die  fierce  heathen  yield  to  happier  sway, 
The  groping  savage  hail  the  gospel  day  ; 

•  k  the  proud,  the  sons  of  blood  be  slain, 
Xor  injur'd  Zion  lift  her  cries  in  vain. 
Ver.  49.  50. 

6  But,  O  thou  Power  belov'd  !  our  shores  around 
Be  every  virtue,  every  blessing,  found. 

Here  bid  thy  seasons  crown  the  fruitful  plain, 
Here  bid  fair  peace  extend  her  blissful  reign  ; 
Let  laws,  let  justice,  hold  peqietual  sway, 
The  soul  untetter'd  and  the  conscience  free. 

7  With  clearest  splendor .here,let  knowledge  shine, 
Here  every  glory  beam  from  truth  divine  ; 

To  Jesus'  call  the  soul  obsequious  bend  ; 
Grace  from  thy  Spirit  in  rich  showers  descend  ; 
Nations  each  day  ascend  the  bright  abode, 
And  boundless  praise  unceasing  ri9e  to  God. 

PSALM  18.     First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Ver.  l.— 6.  15,-18. 

Deliverance Jrom  de-pair :  cr,  Temfotntiom  overcome* 

1  ri^HEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord/ray  strength, 

S      My  rock,  my  tow'r,  my  high  defence  ; 
Thy  mighty  arm  shall  be  my  trust, 
For  I  have  found  salvation  thence. 

2  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Stood  round  me  with  their  dismal  shade ; 
AA  bile  fioods  of  high  temptations  rose, 
And  made  my  sinking  soul  afraid. 

3  I  saw  the  op'ning  gates  of  hell 

With  endless  pains  and  sorrows  there, 
Which  none  but  they  that  feel,  can  tell ; 
While  I  was  hurry'd  to  despair. 
i  In  my  distress  I  calPd  my  God, 
V\  hen  I  could  scarce  believe  him  r 


56  PSALM  XVIII. 

He  bow'd  his  ear  to  ray  complaint ; 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

5  [With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful  and  bright  as  lightning  shone 
The  face  of  my  deliv'ret*  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
The  blast  of  his  Almighty  breath  ; 
He  sent  salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  depths  of  death.] 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  w  as  their  strength,  and  more  their  rage; 
But  Christ,  my  Lord,  is  conqu'ror  still 

In  all  the  wars  that  devils  w  age. 
S  My  song  forever  shall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour  ; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  pow'r. 

PSALM  18.     Second  Part.    Ver.  20,-26. 
Long  Mart. 
Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded. 
I  IT   ORD,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere, 

1  A  Hast  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  : 

Before  mine  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 

And  thou  hast  owu'd  my  righteous  cause. 
•2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 

I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face; 

Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 

'Twas  never  with  a  wicked  heart. 
j  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest ! 

What  wars  and  strugglings  in  my  breast ' 

But,  through  thy  gi-aee  that  reigns  within. 

I  guard  against  my  darling  sin. 

4  The  sin  that  close  besets  me  still, 

That  works  and  strives  against  my  -will  : 
When  shall  thy  Spirit's  sovereign  pow'r 
Destroy  it,  that  it  rise  no  more  ? 

5  [With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  soul  shall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kiud. 


PSALM  XVII!.  57 

6  The  just  and  pure  shall  ttoei 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  just  than  they  : 
And  men  that  love  revenge  shall  know 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too.] 
PSALM  18.     Third  Pcm.     Ver.30,  31, 
46,  &cc.     Long  Metre. 
ffln'iit  i*Hf  in  "■'  ton  arid  triumph. 

1  TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  wort!, 
l»t    Great  rock  of  my  secure  abode  : 
Who  is  a  God  heside  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  'Tis  be  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  sword  to  wield  ; 
And  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  fight, 
Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 

3  He  lives,  (and  Messed  be  my  Rock) 
The  God  of  my  salvation  lives, 
The  dark  designs  of  hell  he  broke  ; 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives 

4  Before  the  scoffers  of  the  age 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 

Xor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 

Rut  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  shame. 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  seed 
Thy  grace  forever  shall  extend  ; 

Thy  love  to  saints  in  Christ  their  head, 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 
PSALM  1 8.     First  Part.     Common  Metre 
ami  triumph  over  tempera!  c 
i  \\T^  lore  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
f  f        Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd  ; 
Thou  art  our  strength,  our  heav'r.lv  tow'i 
Our  bulwark  and  our  shield. 
C  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Hock, 
And  find  a  sure  defence  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  salvation  thence, 
3  When  God  our  leader  shines  in  arm*. 
What  mortal  heart  can  bear 
The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarm*  : 
The  lightning  of  his  spear  ; 


38  PSALM  XVIII. 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 

And  angels  in  array, 
In  millions,  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And  swift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  speaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Wht  le  armies  are  dismay'd  ; 

His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look 

Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  gen'rals  for  the  field 

With  all  their  dreadful  skill ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  sword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  steel. 

7  [He  arms  our  captains  to  the  fight, 

(Though  there  his  name's  forgot) 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  might, 

When  Cyrus  knew  hiraniot] 
5  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blest 

For  his  own  children's  sake  : 
The  povv'rs  that  give  his  people  rest 

Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

PSALM  18.     Second  Part.     Common  Metre, 

The  Conqueror' 's  Song. 

1  PinO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 

1       The  triumph's  of  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  strength  away. 

2  'Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  pow'rs  ; 
Or  burn  their  boasted  fleets,  or  scale 
The  proudest  of  their  tow'rs. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  thro'  the  field, 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  salvation  was  our  shield, 
And  they  no  shelter  found  ! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  saints  they  cry, 

And  perish  in  their  blood  : 
Where  is  a  rock  so  great,  so  high, 
So  pow'rful  as  our  Cod  ? 

5  The  Rock  of  Israel  ever  lives, 

His  name  be  ever  blest ; 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  vict'ry  gives. 
And  gives  his  people  rest. 


PSALM  XIX.  39 

PSALM  19.     Proper  Metre.-  As  the  U8f& 
The  gtmy  r'f  Go'!  set  n  in  creation, 
i   £~^  LORD,  our  Lord  most  high  ! 
\^f  In  heav'n  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  this  lower  sky 
Unfolds  thy  skill  divine. 

Thy  wisdom  there, 

And  pow'r  sublime, 

Through  every  clime, 

Thy  -N  orks  declare. 
-  Each  day  proclaims  thy  hand 
To  earth's  admiring  throng  ; 
F.ach  night  from  land  to  land 
Repeats  the  solemn  song. 

The  pale  moon  shines 

"With  silver  rays, 

And  writes  thy  praise 

In  fairest  lines. 
3  Like  a  young  bridegroom  drest 
Comes  forth  the  morning  sun, 
And,  as  a  champion  blest, 
Dehghts  his  race  to  run. 

O'er  seas  Rod  isles 

His  warmth  extends  ; 

Tohtav'u's  far  ends 

His  glory  smiles. 
*  Beneath  the  kindly  ray 
All  nature's  realms  rejoice  ; 
All  join  the  sole  urn  lay, 
And  lift  their  grateful  voice. 

The  sea  Cad  shore 

The  morn  and  ev'n, 

And  earth  and  heav'n 

Their  God  adore, 
o  What  though  no  voice,  nor  sound,* 
Be  heard  from  yonder  sky, 
A  nobler  speech  is  found 
By  virtue's  raptur'd  eye. 

To  God's  great  hand  ; 

The  chorus  ^ries, 

Let  songs  arise 

From  ev'ry  land, 

*  Addison. 


40  PSALM  XIX. 

PAUSE. 

6  But  fairer  splendors  beam 
From  everj-  gospel  line, 
And  teach  th'  Eternal  nam* 
In  language  more  divine. 

To  humble  hearts, 
That  seek  thy  face, 
Renewing  grace 
Thy  truth  imparts. 

7  How  pure  thy  perfect  word  ! 
That  lamp  to  wand'ring  feet. 
What  peace  thy  laws  afford  ! 
Thy  promises  how  sweet  \ 

A  rich  reward 
Thy  statutes  give, 
And  bid  me  live 
And  serve  the  Lord, 

8  Not  honey  so  delights, 
Nor  heaps  of  gold  refin'd; 
No  pleasure  so  invites 
The  pure  and  pious  mind. 

Her  erring  thoughts 
Teach  thou  my  soul. 
And  make  me  whole 
From  secret  faults. 

9  From  each  presumptuous  way 
My  wand'ring  feet  restrain  ; 
So  shall  my  life  be  free 
From  ev'ry  fatal  stain. 

Oh,  make  me  see, 
Thou  God  of  grace, 
My  thoughts  and  ways 
Approv'd  by  thee  ! 

PSALM  19.     First  Par!     bhort  Metre 
Tl\e  book  of  nature  and  scripiure. 
For  a  Lord's  Day-morning. 
I  Y%  EHOLD  the  lofty  sky 
J  p  Declares  its  maker  God  ; 
And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 
*J  The  darkness  and  the  light 
Still  keep  their  course  the  same  ; 


PSALM  XIX. 

While  night  to  (lav,  and  day  to  night 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 
5  In  ev'ry  diif'rent  land 

Their  gen'ral  voice  is  known  ; 
They  shew  the  wonders  of  his  hand. 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 
4  Ye  western  lands, rejoice  ; 
Here  he  reveals  his  word  ; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 
5»His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  before  our  eyes  ; 
He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 
C  His  laws  are  just  and  pure  ;  # 

His  truth  without  deceit  ; 
His  promises  forever  sure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  [Xot  honey  to  the  taste 
Affords  so  much  delight ; 

Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pass'd 
So  much  allures  the  sight. 

8  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 
Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 

Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name.] 
PSALM  19.     Second  Part.     Short  Metre. 
Cocfs  word  most  excellent  ;  or,  Sincerity  and  zvatrhf nine' >' 
For  a  Lord's  Day  morning. 
1   TjEIIOLD  the  morning  sun 
J3  Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  thro'  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 
"2  But  where  the  gospel  comes 
It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 
3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ) 
And  all  thy  judgments  just. 
Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lorcf, 
And  men  seourelv  trust. 


42  PSALM  XIX. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  giv'n  ! 

Oh,  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heav'n  ! 
PAUSE. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  Oh,  who  can  ever  find 
The  errors  of  his  ways  ! 

Yet,  with  a  bold  presumptuous  miud 
I  would  not  dare  transgress. 

7  Warn  me  of  ev'ry  sin ; 
Forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 
"Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

8  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  spread  thy  piaise  abroad; 

Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

PSALM  19.    Long  Metre. 

The  book  of  nature  and  scripture  compared :  or,  Tlie  g'orv 

and  success  of  the  gospel. 
\  rjlHE  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
|     In  ev'ry  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  pow'r  confess  ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ* 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand  : 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touch'd  and  glane'd  on  ev'ry  land. 

4  Xor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

'Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
'Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  sun  of  righteousness,  arise ; 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heav'nly  light  * 


PSALM  XIX.  43 

I'hv  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

§  Thy  noblest  wooden  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renew 'd,  and  sins  forgiVn  : 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heav'n. 

PSALM  19.    Proper  Metre.  As  the  113th  Psalm, 
Tht  book  »f  nature  and  scripture. 

1  |^1  RE  AT  God,  the  heav'n's  well  order'd  frame 
\Jf  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  : 

ThertJthy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine  : 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear 

Of  boundless  pow'r  and  skill  divine 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Lectures  of  heav'nly  wisdom  read  ; 
With  silent  eloquence  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 

And  neither  sound  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the  journeys  of  the  sun, 

And  ev'ry  nation  knows  their  voice  ; 
The  sun,  like  some  young  bridegroom  dre:;!:, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  east, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice, 

4  Where'er  he  spreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  smiles  and  speaks  his  Maker  God  ; 

All  nature  joins  to  shew  thy  praise. 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  shines ; 
Fair  are  the  book  of  nature's  lines, 

But  fairer  is  thv  book  of  grace. 
PAUSE. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distrest ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray, 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

6  From  the  discov'ries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  ; 

These  are  my  study  and  delight ; 
Not  hooev  so  invites  the  taste, 


i  PSALM  XX. 

Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  past, 
Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 
7  Thy  threat' nings  wake  my  slumb'ring  eyes, 

And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 
But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 

That  makes  ni\  guilty  conscience  clean, 

Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 
And  gives  a  free,  but  large  "reward. 
S  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 

My  God,  forgive  n.y  secret  faults, 
And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  : 

Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 

That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace 
And  book  of  nature  rot  in  vain. 

PSALM  90.     Long  Metre. 

Prayer  and  hope  of  victory. 
For  a  day  of  prayer  in  unit  oi*  war. 
\   V^OW  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 

j^    Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ! 

Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 

And  brings  deliv'rance  from  on  high. 
S2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 

Better  than  shields  or  brazen  walls  : 

lie  from  his  sanctuary  sends 

Succour  and  strength  when  Zion  call? 
3  "Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 

His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts  : 

His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 
\  In  his  salvatio.i  is  our  hope, 

And  in  the  name  of  Israel's  God, 

Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up, 

Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 
5  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 

And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boasts  ; 

Our  surest  expectations  arc 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hosts. 
«e  [Oh,  may  the  mem'ry  of  thy  name 

Inspire  our  armies  for  the  fight ! 

Our  foes  shall  fall  and  die  with  shame, 

Or  quit  the  field  with  shameful  flight.] 


PSALM  XXI.  45 

;  Now  save  us,  Lord,  from  slavish  tear  ; 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  strong  ; 
'Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 
\nd  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song. 
PSALM  21.     Common  Metre. 
Rulers  are  t/ie  care  of  heaven, 
1    i^L^R  Rulers,  Lord,  with  songs  of  praise 
^  {'     Shall  in  thy  strength  rejoice, 
And,  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heav'n  their  cheerful  voice. 
S  Thy  sure  defence  through  nations  round 
Has  spread  their  honors  far  ; 
And  their  successful  measures  crown'd, 
Alike  in  peace  and  war. 

5  Then  let  them  still  on  C4od  rely, 

For  wisdom  and  for  grace  ; 
His  mercy  shall  their  wants  supply, 
And  save  our  happy  race, 
-i  But,  righteous  Lord,  thy  stubborn  foes 
Shall  quake  through  all  their  bands : 
Thy  vengeful  arm  shall  find  out  those 
That  hate  thy  mild  commands. 
J  When  thou  against  them  dost  engage, 
Thy  just  but  dreadful  doom 
Shall  like  a  fiery  oven's  rage, 
Their  hopes  and  them  consume. 

6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  pow'r  declare, 

And  thus  exalt  thy  fame  ; 
Whilst  we  glad  6ongs  of  praise  prepare 
For  thine  Almighty  name. 

PSALM  21.     1—9.     Long  Metre. 
Christ  exalted  to  the  kingdom. 

1  TT|  AVID  rejoic'd  in  God,  his  strength, 

I  J  Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  special  grace, 
But  Christ,  the  Son,  ap   oars  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  an.   the  praise. 

2  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy, 
In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand  ! 

Lord,  thou  hast  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 
And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Whate'er  he  wills  thy  goodness  gives. 
Nor  doth  the  least  request  withhold  ; 


46  PSALM  XXII. 

Blessings  atteud  him  while  he  lives, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Around  his  sacred  temples  shine, 
Th'  Eternal's  uncreated  rays  ; 
All  power  is  his.  and  grace  divine, 
And  length  of  everlasting  days. 

5  And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows, 

With  raging  heat  and  hurning  coals, 
Thy  vengeance  shall  consume  his  toes, 
Thy  wrath  devour  their  guilty  souls. 

PSALM  22.    1—16.  First  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  sufferings  ana  death  cfC/aut. 

1  T^^Ky  hath  my  God  my  soul  forsook, 

T  7     Nor  will  a  smile  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguish  spoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 

A  m  o  n  g  thy  praising  saints, 
Yet  thou  canst  hear  a  groan  as  well, 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trusted  in  thy  name, 

And  great  deliv'rance  found  ; 
But  I'm  a  worm,  despis'dof  men, 

And  trodden  to  the  ground. 
I  Shaking  the  head,  they  pass  me  by 

And  "laugh  my  soul  to  scorn  j 
"  In  vain  he  trusts  in  God,"  they  cry, 

"  Neglected  and  forlorn. 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  flesh, 

By  thine  almighty  word  ; 
And*  since  I  hung  upon  the  breast, 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  m\  father  hide  his  face, 

When  foes  stand  threat" i  log  : 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
And  not  a  helper's  found  ? 
*     PAUSE. 

7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
As  bulls  ofBashau  fierce  and  strong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud. 


PSALM  XXII.  m 

8  From  earth  and  hell  my  sorrows  meet 

To  multiply  the  smart  ; 
IV  3  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet, 
And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  sovereign  hand  let  loose 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
\Yh\  will  my  heavenly  Father  bruise 
The  son  he  loves  so  well  ? 

10  My  God,  if  possible  it  be, 

Withhold  this  bitter  cup  : 
But  I  resign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  sorrows  up. 

11  My  heart  dissolves  with  pangs  unknown, 

In  groans  I  waste  my  breath  : 
Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down 
Low  as  the  dust  of  death. 

12  Father,  I  give  my  spirit  up, 

And  trust  it  in  thine  hand  ; 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope, 

And  rise  at  thy  command. 
PSALM  22.    20,  21, 27—31.     Second  Pari. 

Common  Metre. 
Christ's  suffering*  and  kingdom. 
0\Y  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage, 
"  O  Lord,  protect  thy  Son  ; 
"  Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 
"  The  powers  of  hell  alone." 
'2  Thus  did  our  suffering  Saviour  prav, 
With  mighty  cries  and  tears  ; 
God  beard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 
>  Great  waa  the  victoiy  of  his  death, 
His  throne  exalted  high  ; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 

Shall  worship  or  shall  die. 
A  numerous  offspring  must  arise 

From  his  expiring  groans ; 
They  shall  be  recko  i'd  in  his  eyes 

For  daughters  and  forsons. 
The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see 
His  table  richly  spread  ; 


AT' 


4S  PSALM  XXIH. 

And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 
6  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness 
Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profess 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

PSALM  22.     Long  Metre. 
Christ's  suffering.}  and  exaltation. 

1  "A^  OW  let  our  mournful  songs  record 

^    The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads  and  laugh'd  in  scorn  ; 
4i  He  reseu'd  others  from  the  grave  ; 
"  Now  let  him  try  himself  to  save. 

3  "  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
a  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend  ; 
u  If  God  the  blessed  lov'd  him  so, 

M  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ?" 

4  Barbarous  people  !  Cruel  priests  ! 

How  they  stood  round  like  savage  beasts ; 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

"When  God  had  left  him  in  their  power  ! 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
'Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  God,  his  father,  heard  his  cry  ; 
RaisV.  trom  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

PSALM  23.    Long  Metre. 
God  our  shep/icrd. 

1  '"Tk /1"Y  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  ; 

It  JL  Now  shall  my  wants  be  well  supply'd 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  safety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  pastures  where  salvation  grows 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest : 
There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food's  divinely  blest 


PSALM  XXIII.  49 

3  My  wandering  feet  his  u  ays  mistake, 

I] ut  he  restores  my  soul  to  peace ; 

And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 

In  the  fair  paths  of  righteousness. 
•i  Though  I  waik  through  the  gloomy  vale 

Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 

My  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 

For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 
9  Amid  the  darkness  and  the  deeps, 

Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  stay  ; 
itaff  supports  my  feeble  steps, 

Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

u  The  sons  of  earth  and  sons  of  hell 

at  thy  goodness,  and  repine 

To  >ee  my  table  spread  so  well 

With  living  bread  and  cheerful  wine. 

7  JJIow  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condescends  to  rest ! 
'Tis  a  divine  anointing,  shed 
Like  oil  of  gladness  at  a  feast. 

8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  household  all  their  days  : 
There  w  ill  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  seek  his  face  and  sing  his  praise.] 

PSALM  13.     Common  Metre. 
I   \  |  Y  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need, 
^f  _|     Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 
In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream. 
8  He  brings  my  wandering  spirit  back, 
When  I  forsake  his  ways  ; 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 
3  When  I  walk  thro'  the  shades  of  death. 
Thy  presence  is  my  stay  ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away, 
i  Thy  hand,  in  sight  of  all  my  foes, 
Doth  still  my  table  spread  ; 
My  eup  with  blessings  overflows. 
Thine  oil  anoints  mv  head. 
C 


50  PSALM  XXIV. 

5  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God, 

Attend  me  all  my  days  : 
Oh,  may  thy  house  be  mine  abode, 
And  ail  my  work  be  praise  ! 

6  There  would  ]  find  a  settled  rest, 

(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  stranger,  nor  a  guest, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

PSALM  23.     Short  Metre. 

1  FT1HE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 

I     I  shall  be  well  supply 'd  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows. 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 

Tho?  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  spite  of  all  my  foes, 
Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 
G  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 
Xor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

PSALM  24.     Common  Metre 
DzvcWng  with  God. 
\  p~|pfKE  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's, 
|       With  Adam's  numerous  race  ; 
He  raised  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  seas. 
2  But  who  among  the  sons  of  men 
May  visit  thine  abode  ? 


PSALM  xxiv.  n 

He  that  hath  hands  from  mischief  ehwi, 
Whoso  heart  is  right  with  God. 
3  This  is  the  man  may  rise  and  take 
The  blessings  of  his  grace  ; 
This  is  the  lot  of  those  that  seek 

The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 
N  i«  let  oar  souls'  immortal  powers, 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare  ; 
Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors  ; 
The  king  of  glory's  near. 
5  The  King  of  glory  !  who  can  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  might  ? 
He  rules  the  nations  ;  but  to  dwell 
With  saints  is  his  delight. 

PSALM  24.     Long  Metre. 
Saints  d-.iv!!  in  heaven  ;  or,  Ch.  ist's  ascension, 
1  r¥lHIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

[    And  men  atid  worms,  and  beasts  and  birds  . 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  seas, 
And  gave  it  tor  their  dwelling-place. 
C  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky  ; 
Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 
And  dwell  so  near  his  Maker,  God  ? 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  sin, 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean ; 
Him  shall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 

4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
That  seek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  : 
These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 
And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 

PAUSE. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high,, 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  ! 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  P 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  display, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  way  : 
Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 


52  PSALM  XXV. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 
To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

PSALM  25.    1—11.    First  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Waiting  for  pardon  and  direction, 

1  y  LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 
gL  My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 

Let  not  my  foes  that  seek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 

2  Sin,  and  the  powers  of  hell, 
Persuade  me  to  despair ; 

Lord,  make  me  know  thy  covenant  well. 
That  I  may  'scape  the  snare. 

3  From  the  first  dawning  light, 
'Till  the  dark  evening  rise, 

For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait 
With  ever  longing  eyes, 

4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 

Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

5  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind  ; 
The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways, 

And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his  own  goodness'  sake 
He  saves  my  soul  from  shame ; 

He  pardons  (though  my  guilt  be  great) 

Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 
PSALM  25.  12,14,10,13.  Second  part.  Short  Me. 
Divine  Instruction. 

1  Y1THERE  sha11  the  man  be  found> 

t  ¥      That  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 
The  secrets  of  his  heart, 

The  wonders  of  his  covenant  show, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand, 
Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 


PSALM  XX V.  53 

With  such  as  in  his  covenant  stand, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  ease 
Before  their  Maker's  face  ; 

Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promises 

In  their  extensive  grace. 
PSALM  25.  15— 22.   Third  JP  art.    Short  Metre. 
Dutre-ts  of  soul;  or,  Backsliding  anddc^e 

1  ~%  *IXE  eyes  and  my  desire 
j^V  |    Are  ever  to  the  Lord  ; 

I  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul  ; 
Bring  thv  salvation  near  ; 

AMien  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  snare  ? 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God, 

Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  way- 

My  wandering  feet  have  trod  ? 
\  The  tumult  of  rny  thoughts 

Doth  hut  enlarge  my  w  oe  ; 
My  spirit  languishes  ;  my  heart 

Is  desolate  and  low . 

5  With  every  morning  light, 
My  grief  anew  begins  ; 

Look  on  my  anguish  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  sius. 
P\USK. 

6  Behold  the  hosts  of  hell  : 
How  cruel  is  their  hate  ! 

Against  my  life  they  rise,  and  join 
Their  fury  with  deceit. 

7  Oh,  keep  my  soul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame  ! 

For  1  have  plac'd  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

8  With  humble  faith  I  wait 
To  see  thy  face  again  : 

Oflsrael  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain 


a  psalm  xxvrr. 

PSALM  26.     Long  Metre. 

Self  examination  ;  or.  Evidences  of  grace. 

1  TUDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  wars, 
jtjP    And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart : 
My  faiih  upon  thy  promise  stays, 

Nor  from  thy  lav,  my  feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  sit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  : 
The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 

j  Among  thy  saints  will  I  appear, 
With  hands  well  wash'd  in  innocence  4 
But  when  I  stand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Christ  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honors  dwelt  : 
There  shall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  soul  he  join'd  at  last 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  past 
Among  the  saints,  and  near  my  God. 

PSALM  27.    1-6.   First  Part.    Common  Metre 

The  Church  it  gut  delight  and  safety. 

1  rf^HE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

§     And  my  salvation  too  : 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  tear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires  ; 

Oh,  grant  me  an  abode, 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints. 
The  temples  of  my  God* ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  It  auty  still  ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  will. 

4  When  trouhles  rise,  and  storms  appear. 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 


PSALM  XXVIII  5.5 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 
Above  my  foes  around  ; 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

PSALM  27.     8,  9,  13,  14.     Second  Part. 
Common  Mrtre. 
Prayer  and  Hope. 

1  O  00N  as  I  heard  my  Father  say,  s 
^  "  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace  ;,s 

My  heart  reply 'd  without  delay, 
''Til  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  "hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away  ; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee, 
In  a  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dee,. 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  My  fainting  flesh  had  dy'd  with  griet, 

Had  not  my  soul  believed, 
Thy  grace  would  soon  provide  relief. 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  : 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

PSALM  28.     Long  Metre. 
PfOger  and  prciie  to  GatL/br  deliverance  from  ten. 
and  enemies-. 

1  tf~\  GOD  of  grace,  my  cry  attend  ! 
\f  Lest,  like  the  sons  of  guilt  become, 
Beguil'd  by  Satan,  I  descend 

With  hopeless  wretches  to  the  tomb. 

2  To  thee  my  humble  sighs  arise  ; 
My  lifted  hands  wilt  thou  regard  ; 
And  let  my  penitence  and  cries 
Find  in  thy  house  a  rich  reward. 

3  Oh,  save  my  soul  from  shame  and  sin, 
Nor  let  my  heedless  footsteps  go 
Where  harden'd  wretches  swift  decline 
Down  the  broad  wav  to  endless  woe. 


56  PSALM  XXVIII. 

i  While  peace  their  flattering  lips  proclaim, 
And  love  profess,  and  hope  impart, 
They  blast  their  neighbour's  honest  fame, 
And  wing  their  arrows  to  his  heart. 

5  But  while  they  plant  the  secret  snare, 
Thy  searching  eyes  their  path  regard ; 
Thy  hands  their  dreadful  doom  prepare, 
And  mete  their  guilt  its  just  reward 

•2  Because  their  hearts  thy  works  despise, 
Thy  works  of  wisdom,  grace,  and  power, 
Thy  hands,  regardless  of  their  cries, 
Shall  sink  them,  that  they  rise  no  more. 
PAUSE. 

7  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  heard  my  prayer, 
The  Lord  my  shield,  my  help,  my  song, 
Who  sav'd  my  soul  from  sin  and  fear, 
And  tun'd  with  praise  my  thankful  tongue. 

S  In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
By  foes  beset,  of  death  afraid, 
My  spirit  trusted  in  his  grace, 
And  sought  and  found  his  heavenly  aid. 

9  O  blest  Redeemer  of  mankind ! 

Thy  shield,  thy  saving  strength,  shall  be 
The  shield,  the  strength,  of  every  mind, 
That  loves  his  name,  and  trusts  in  thee. 

10  Remember,  Lord,  thy  chosen  seed  ; 
Israel  defend  from  guilt  and  woe  ; 
Thy  flock  in  richest  pastures  feed, 
A#.d  guard  their  steps  from  every  foe. 

11  Zion  exalt,  her  cause  maintain, 

With  peace  and  joy  her  courts  surround  : 
In  showers  let  endless  blessings  rain, 
And  saints  eternal  praise  resound. 

PSALM  28.     Common  Metre. 

Prayer  and  praise  for  deliverance  from  evil  companions. 

1  FT^G  thee,  my  King,  my  God  of  grace, 

J[       I  lift  my  humble  cry, 
Let  not  my  poor,  desponding  soul 
With  impious  wretches  die. 

2  Withdraw  me  from  the  path  of  guilt. 

Nor  let  mv  soul  be  ioin'd 


PSALM  XXIX  ,7 

With  men  of  violence  and  fraud, 
TV  unthankful  and  unkind. 
)  With  honey'd  lips,  and  guileful  tongue, 
They  charm  the  wretch  astray, 
And  lure  his  heedless  feet  to  death, 
Along  the  flowery  way. 

4  For  me  they  dug  the  secret  pit, 

And  form'd  the  hidden  snare  ; 
Thoughtless  I  follow'd  where  they  led, 
Nor  saw  destruction  near. 

5  My  heart  with  agonizing  prayer, 

Besought  the  Lord  to  save  ; 
Unseen  he  seiz'd  my  trembling  hand, 
And  brought  me  from  the  grave. 

6  He  broke  the  charm  which  drew  m; 

To  darkness  and  the  dead  ; 
From  lips  profane,  and*tongues  impure, 
With  quivering  steps  I  fled. 

7  Homeward  I  flew  to  find  my  God, 

And  seek  his  face  divine, 
Restor'd  to  peace,  to  hope,  to  life, 

To  Zion's  friends,  and  mine. 
S  My  lips  thy  wondrous  works  shall  sing, 

My  heart  adore  thy  grace  ; 
Henceforth  he  love  my  sweet  employ, 

And  all  my  pleasure  praise. 

PSALM  29.     Long  Metre. 
Storm  and  Thunder. 
1   f^i  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 

V.T  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power  ; 

Ascribe  due  honors  to  his  name, 

And  his  eternal  might  adore. 
B  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 

Over  the  ocean  and  the  land  ; 

His  voice  divides  the  watery  eloud, 

And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 
3  He  speaks,  and  tempest,  hail,  and  wind, 

Lay  the  wide  forest  bare  around  : 

The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 

Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  sound. 
C  2 


5$  PSALM  XXIX. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  stately  cedars  break ; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise 
The  vallies  roar,  the  desarts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  sits  sovereign  o:i  the  flood, 
The  Thunderer  reigns  forever  king  ; 
But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 

6  In  gentler  language  there  the  Lord 
The  counsels  of  his  grace  imparts  : 
Amid  the  raging  storm  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

PSALM  29.     Proper  Metre.     As  the  ?iew  50th 
Storm  and  Thunder, 

1  ^ITE  chiefs,  and  kings,  to  God  your  voices  raise, 

\  To  him  ascribe  the  glory  ,power  and  praise, 
The  grateful  incense  of  a  contrite  mind, 
With  truth  enlighten'd,  and  by  grace  refin'd  : 
Jehovah  speaks  ;  thro'  heaven  his  terrors  roll, 
And  the  vast  concave  shakes  from  pole  to  pole. 

2  O'er  the  dark  world,  when  clouds  the  sky  deform, 
His  car  the  whirlwind,  and  his  throne  the  storm, 
His  voice  is  heard ;  astonish'd  at  the  sound, 

Old  ocean  trembles  to  his  farthest  bound  ; 

The  hard  rocks  cleave  ;  the  hills  in  homage  nod  ; 

And  the  touch'd  earth  proclaims  the  present  God. 

3  See  groves  of  cedars,  lifted  to  the  sky, 
Rent  by  the  flaming  blast,  in  ruin  lie  ! 
Proud  Lebanon,  with  deep  convulsions  riven, 

•  Bends  his  high  cliffs,and  owns  the  voice  of  heaven  ; 
Sad  Sirion  leaps ;  his  deep  foundations  shake  ; 
The  vallies  heave  ;  the  howling  desarts  quake. 

4  There  sink  the  blasted  pines  their  honors  lost  ; 
There  oaks  majestic  bow  their  heads  in  dust ; 
The  wasted  forest  opes  its  dark  abodes, 
Shorne  all  its  glories,  prostrate  all  iis  woods  ; 
Anew  the  lightnings  blaze  ;  the  thunders  roar  ; 
And  shrinking  mortals  tremble  and  adore. 

5  In  awful  grandeur  o'er  the  boundless  flood, 
Thus,  thron'd  in  clouds,the  God  of  thunders  rode  ; 
Dreadful  to  guilt  he  reigns  forever  king, 
While  saints  his  milder  face  behold  and  sing  j 


PSALM  XXX.  59 

With  gentlest  voice  he  bids  their  terrors  cease, 
And  mid  the  tempest  charms  their  hearts  to  peace. 
PSALM  30.     First  Part.     Lor.g  Metre. 
Sick  1 1  tor r 07v  removed, 

i  TT  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
|    At  thy  command  diseases  fl  y  ; 
Who  but" a  God  can  speak.,  and  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  goodness  is  ; 
Let  all  your  powers  rejoice  and  bless, 
While  you  record  his  holiness. 

0  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays  ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  ; 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning-star  restores  the  joy. 

PSALM  50.    Ver.  6.    Second  part.   Long  Metre, 
Health*  sickness,  and  recovery. 

1  ~T7*IRM  was  my  health,  my  day  w  as  bright, 

|      And  I  presum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night ; 
Fondly  I  said  -within  my  heart, 
"  Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart." 
C  But  I  forget  thine  arm  was  strong, 

Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long ; 

Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  dy'd. 

3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God  : 

"  What  canst  thou  profit  by  my  blood  \ 
"  Deep  in  the  dust  can  I  declare 
u  Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodness  there  ? 
i  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,"  I  said, 
"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  :" 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms ,of  woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praises  now  ; 

I  throw  my  sackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me  round. 

6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  silent  of  thy  name  ; 


60  PSALM  XXXI. 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  thro'  earth  and  heaven, 

For  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiven. 

PSALM  31.     5,13— 19,22, 23.    First  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  death. 

1  TNTO  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth, 
_|_     My  spirit  I  commit ; 

Thou  hast  redeem'd  my  soul  from  death, 
And  sav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  passions  of  my  hope  and  fear, 

Maintained  a  doubtful  strife  ; 
While  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin  conspir'd 
To  take  away  my  life, 

3  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand,"  I  cry'd, 

"  Tho'  I  draw  near  the  dust :" 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 
The  God  in  whom  I  trust, 
i  Oh,  make  thy  reconciled  face 
Upon  thy  servant  shine, 
And  save  me,  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 
PAUSE. 
5  ['Twas  in  my  haste  my  spirit  said, 
"  I  must  despair  and  die, 
"  I  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyes  ;" 
But  thou  hast  heard  my  cry.] 
«  Thy  goodness,  how  divinely  free ! 
How  wondrous  is  thy  grace, 
To  those  that  fear  thy  majesty, 
And  trust  thy  promises  ! 
7  Oh,  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  saints, 
And  sing  his  praises  loud  ; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 

And  recompence  the  proud. 
PSALM  31.    7—13,18—21.     Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Deliverance  from  slander  and  reproach. 
I  "jft  TY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
,%'!_     My  God,  my  help,  my  trust ; 
Thou  hast  preserv'd  my  face  from  shame, 
Mine  honor  from  the  dust. 


PSALM  XXXII.  61 

2  "  My  life  is  spent  with  grief,"  I  cry'd, 

u  Mv  years  consum'd  in  groans, 
"  Mv  strength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dry'd, 
u  And  sorrow  wastes  my  bones." 

3  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 

Was  a  mere  proverb  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 
I  Slander  and  fear  on  every  side 
Seiz'd  and  beset  me  round, 
I  to  the  ihrone  of  grace  apply'd, 
And  speedy  rescue  found. 
PAUSE. 
5  How  great  deliverance  thou  hast  wrought 
Before  the  sons  of  men  ! 
The  lying  lips  to  silence  brought, 
And  made  their  boastings  vain  ! 
6- Thy  children  from  the  strife  of  tongues 
Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crush  the  sons  of  pride. 
7  Within  thy  secret  presence,  Lord, 
Let  me  forever  dwell  ; 
No  fenced  city  w  all'd  and  barr'd 
Secures  a  saint  so  well. 

PSALM  3-2.     Short  Metre. 
Forgiveness  of  sins  upon  confession, 

1  l"k  Blessed  souls  are  they 

\y  Whose  sins  are  cover'd  o'er! 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 
And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 

Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  festering  wound  ; 

Till  I  confess'd  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  al»ne. 


32  PSALM  XXXII. 

PSALM  32.    Common  Metre. 

Free  pardon,  and  sincere  obedience  ;  or,  Confession  and 

forgiveness. 

1  ~WJf  APPY  the  man,  to  whom  his  God 

I  |    No  more  imputes  his  sin  ; 
But,  wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood, 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean  ! 

2  Happy  beyond  expression  he, 

Whose  debts  are  thus  discharg'd  ! 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  free 

He  feels  his  soul  enlarg'd. 
5  His  spirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 

His  words  are  all  sincere  ; 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes, 

To  keep  his  conscience  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  supprest, 

No  quiet  could  I  find  : 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breast, 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confess'd  my  troubled  thoughte, 

My  secret  sins  reveal'd  ; 
Thy  pardoning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 
Thy  grace  my  pardon  seal'd 

0  This  shall  invite  thy  saints  to  pray  ; 

When  like  a  raging  flood 
Temptations  rise,  our  strength  and  stay 
Is  a  forgiving  God 
PSALM  32.     First  Part.    Long  Metre, 

Ibpentance  and  free  Pardon  ;  or,  Justification  and  San: 
tifcmion. 

1  "TJLEST  is  the  man,  forever  blest, 

M%  Whose  guilt  is  pardon 'd  by  his  God, 
Whose  sins  with  sorrow  are  confess'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities  ; 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works  but  grace  relies. 
8  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free  ? 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 
With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  ioin  to  Drove  his  faith  sincere, 


psalm  xxxni  09 

4  I  low  glorious  is  that  righteousness 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  sins  ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Thro'  his  whole  life  appears  and  shines. 

PSALM  32.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre 
A  guilty  conscience  eased  by  confession  arid  pardon. 
|    ^  ft    HILE  I  keep  silence,  and  conceal 

*  f      My  heavy  guilt  within  rny  heart, 

What  torments  doth  my  conscience  feel  ! 

What  agonies  of  inward  smart  ! 
2  I  spread  my  sins  before  the  Lord, 

And  all  my  secret  faults  confess  ; 

Thy  gospel  speaks  a  pardoning  word, 

Thy  holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

5  For  this  shall  every  humble  soul 
Make  swift  addresses  to  thy  seat ; 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
There  shall  they  find  a  blest  retreat 

1  How  safe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 
When  days  grow  dark,  and  storms  appear  ; 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  safe  from  every  snare, 

PSALM  S3.     Flint  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Works  tf  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  ~T)  EJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 

f\.  This  work  belongs  to  you ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  just,  and  true  ! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  : 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 

The  heavenly  arches  spread  ; 
Arid  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bid  the  liquid  waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep  ; 
The  flowing  seas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  station  keep. 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth. 

W'ith  fear  before  him  stand : 


64  PSALM  XXXm. 

He  spake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 

And  rests  on  his  command. 
6  He  scorns  the  angry  nation's  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  designs  ; 
His  counsel  stands  through  every  age, 

And  in  full  glory  shines. 

PSALM  33.     Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Creatures  vain,  and  God  all-sufficient. 

1  XjLEST  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord 

|  9  Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  : 
Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eyes  with  infinite  survey, 

The  spacious  world  behold ; 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  rescu'd  by  the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave  : 
Nor  speed  nor  courage  of  a  horse 
Can  the  bold  rider  save. 

4  Vain  is  the  strength  of  beasts  or  men, 

To  hope  for  safety  thence  ; 

But  holy  souls  from  God  obtain 

A  strong  and  sure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trust, 

When  plagues  or  famine  spread  ; 
His  watchful  eye  secures  the  just 
Among  ten  thousand  dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 

And  bless  us  from  thy  throne  ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trust  thy  grace  alone. 
PSALM  33.    As  the  113th  Psalm.     First  Part. 
Proptr  Metre; 
Works  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  "VTE  holy  souls,  in  God  rejoice, 

|[     Your  Maker's  praise  becomes  your  voice, 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  songs  be  new  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature  and  ot  grace, 
How  wise  and  holy,  just  and  true. 

2  Justice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  proves ; 


PSALM  XXXIII.  tt 

His  word  the  heavenly  arches  spread  ; 
How  wide  they  shine  from  north  to  south  ' 
And  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth 

Were  all  the  starry  armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  seas  ; 
Those  watery  treasures  know  their  place, 

In  the  vast  store-house  of  the  deep  ; 
He  spake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth, 
And  fires,  and  seas,  and  heaven,  and  earth, 

His  everlasting  orders  keep, 
i  Let  mortals  tremble,  and  adore 
A  God  of  such  resistless  power, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  : 
Vain  are  their  thoughts,  and  weak  their  hands, 
But  his  eternal  counsel  stands, 

And  rides  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

PSALM  33.    As  the  113th  Psalm.  ^  Second  Part. 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  al\-suffi<  ient. 

1   £~\  HAPPY  nation  where  the  Lord 

™  "  Reveals  the  treasure  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  ! 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  surveys, 
lie  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways, 
But  God,  their  Maker,  is  unknown. 
9  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  host, 

And  of  his  strength  the  champion  boast ; 

In  vain  they  boast,  in  vain  rely  ; 

In  vain  we  trust  the  brutal  force, 

Or  speed,  or  courage  of  an  horse, 

To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

8  The  eye  of  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Doth  more  secure  defence  afford, 

When  death  or  dangers  threatning  stand  ; 
Thy  watchful  eye  preserves  the  just, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust, 
When  wars  or  famine  waste  the  land. 

4  In  sickness,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou  our  Physician,  thou  our  Shield, 

Send  us  salvation  from  thy  throne  ; 
We  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  shine  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 


66  PSALM  XXXIV. 

PSALM  34     First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
God's  care  of  the  Saints  ;  or,  Deliverance  by  Prayer. 

1  J    ORD,  I  will  bless  thee  all  ray  days, 

H  J.  Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  : 
My  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace, 
While  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  song. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me ; 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  name ; 

I  sought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  shame. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief, 

My  secret  groaning  reach 'd  his  ears  ; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heavenlj  shine  ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  serve  the  Lord : 
Oh,  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  saints, 
Taste  of  his  grace,  and  trust  his  word. 

6  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch 'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood  : 
But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good. 

PSALM  34.    11-22.  Second  Part.   Long  Metre. 
Religious  Education  ;  or,  Instructions  of  Piety. 

1  jT^HILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
%      Your  parents*  hope,  your  parents' joy, 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 
And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state, 
Restrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways, 
Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

S  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints, 

His  ears  are  open  to  their  ories  ; 

He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 

The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 
4  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearfe 

God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 


PSALM  XXXIV  67 

Fardon  and  'no;     his  U»\>   ;    ip 
Win  n  met)  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

tellft  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 
H  -  Son  n  d     n*s  their  souls  from  death  ; 
1!  i  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones  ; 
Whil  -iploy  their  breath. 

•PSALM  J i.     1—10.    First  Part.     Com.  Metre 
rti  'hlhxrancc. 

1  T 'LL hi  ess  the  Lord  from  clay  today; 

are  all  his  ways  ! 
Ye  humble  souls  tli.it  us'd  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praise. 

2  Sing,  to  the  honor  of  his  name, 

How  a  poor  sufferer  cry'd, 
Nor  was  his  hope  exposM  to  shame, 
Xor  was  his  suit  deny'd. 

3  "When  threatening  sorrows  round  me  stood. 

And  endless  fears  arose, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Redouble  ig  all  my  woes  : 
*  I  told  the  Lord  mj  sore  distress 
AYith  heavy  groans  and  tears  ;l 
He  gave  my  sharpest  torments  ease, 
And  silene'd  all  mv  fears. 
PAUSE. 
5  [O  sinners,  come  and  taste  his  love, 
Come,  learn  his  pleasant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  sweetness  of  his  grace. 
0  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Where'er  his  children  dwell  ; 
M  hat  ills  their  heavenly  care  prevents 
Xo  earthly  tongue  can  tell. 

7  Oh,  love  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his  ; 

His  eye  regards  the  just  : 
How  richly  blest  their  portion  is, 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  trust ! 

8  Yonng  lions  pinchM  with  hunger  roar, 

And  famish  Q  the  wood  : 

But  God  supplies  his  holy  poor 

AVith  every-  needful  good.] 


63  PSALM  XXXV. 

PSALM  34.  11—22.  Second  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Exhortations  to  peace  and  holiness. 

1  jplOME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
\J  And  that  your  days  be  long, 

Let  not  a  false  or  spiteful  word, 
Be  found  upon  you^  tongue. 

2  Depart  from  mischief,  practice  love, 

Pursue  the  works  of  peace  ; 
So  shall  the  Lord  your  w,ays  approve, 
And  set  your  souls  at  ease. 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  just, 

His  ears  attend  their  cry  ; 
When  broken  spirits  dwell  in  dust, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  tho*  the  sorrows,  here  they  taste, 

Are  sharp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord  who  saves  them  all  at  last, 
Is  their  supporter  now. 

5  Evil  shall  smite  the  wicked  dead  ; 

'But  God  secures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  mischief  when  they  slide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  desolation  like  a  flood 

O'er  the  proud  sinner  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 
For  he  redeems  their  souls. 
PSALM  35.     1—9.    First  Part.     Com.  Metre. 

Prayer  and  faith  of  persecuted  saints  ;  or,  Imprecations 
mixed  with  c/iaritij. 

1  "^ryOW  plead  my  cause,  Almighty  God, 
J3(      With  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 

And  fight  against  the  men  of  blood, 
Who  fight  against  my  life. 

2  Draw  out  thy  spear,  and  stop  their  way, 

Lift  thine  avenging  rod ; 

But  to  my  soul  in  mercy  say, 

"  I  am  thy  Saviour  God." 

3  They  plant  their  snares  to  catch  my  feet. 

And  nets  of  mischief  spread  ; 
Plunge  the  destroyers  in  the  pit 
That  their  own  'hands  have  made. 


PSALM  XXXV.  60 

•  logs  and  darkness  bide  their  v.  ay. 
And  slippery  be  their  ground  ; 
Thy  wrath  shall  raake  their  lives  a  prey, 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  nv,  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 

Before  thine  angry  breath  j 
Tbe  angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Pursues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  love  the  road  that  leads  to  hell  » 

Then  must  the  rebels  die, 

Whose  malice  is  implacable 

Against  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  hast  a  chosen  few 

Among  that  impious  race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew 
By  thy  surprising  grace. 
S  Then  will  I  raise  my  tuneful  voice 
To  make  thy  wonders  known  ; 
In  their  salvation  I'll  rejoice, 
And  bless  thee  for  my  own. 
PSALM  35.    ver.  12,  15.  14,  &c.     Secom: 
Common  Metre. 
Lose  Jo  Enemies  ;  or,  The  love  of  Christ  to  sinners  typify' d 

in  Dt 
1  T$  EH  OLD  the  love,  the  generous  love 
{  }»  That  holy  David  shows  ; 
Mark  how  his  tender  bowels  move 
For  his  afflicted  foes  ! 

8  When  they  are  sick,  his  soul  complainr. 

And  seems  to  feel  the  smart ; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  fasting  mortify'd  his  soul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan 'd  and  cursM  him  on  their  bed  ; 

Yet  still  lie  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  blessings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious  type  of  heavenly  grace  ! 

Thus  Christ  the  Lord  appears  ; 


^0  PSALM  XXX VI. 

While  sinners  curse,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  r 
6  He,  the  true  David,  Israel's  King, 
Blest  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  save  us  rebels  dead  in  sin, 
Paid  his  own,  dearest  blood. 

PSALM  36.     5—9.     Long  Metre.    ** 

The  perfections  and  providence  <f  God ;  or,  Genera  \prvcb> 
deru:-  ^ace. 

1  "j"~|  IGH  in  the  heavens;  eternal  God, 

|  Jj.  Tiiy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines  ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 
S  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large  j 
Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge  ; 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace  ; 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  spri: 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress 

Fly  to  the  shadow-  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 
We  shall  be  fed  with  swee   repot 
There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

d  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord  ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 
PSALM  36.     1,  2,  5, 6,  7,  9.     Common  Metre. 

Practical  atticism  exposed ;  or,  The  being  and  aft 
God  asserted. 

1  ~\  WTHXLE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 

If  ?     And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
My  heart  within  me  often  says, 

"  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none." 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare 

(Whate'er  their  lips  profess) 


PSALM  XXXYV 

God  hath  no  wrath  tor  them  to  fear,   '• 

Nor  will  they  seek  his  grace. 

bat  strange  self-flattery  blinds  their  ej 

Rut  there's  a  hastening  hour 
When  they  shall  see  with  sore  surprise 

The  terrors  of  thy  power. 
4.  Ttry  justice  shall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgment!  an-  a  world  unknown, - 
\       ep  uitfathoniM  sea. 

5  Above  these  heavens'  created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies,  l^ord,  extend  ; 
Thy  truth  out-lives  the  narrow  bounds, 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodness  brings, 

Xor  overlooks  the  beast; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  choose  to  rest. 

7  [From  thee,  when  creature-streams  nan  low 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  springs  of  life  shall  flow, 
And  raise  our  pleasures  high. 

8  Tho*  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  close  up  our  eyes, 

Thy  presence  makes  eternal  day, 

Where  clouds  can  never  rise.] 

PSALM  36.     1—7.     Short  Metre, 
b  irtess  of  man,  and  the  nnijesty  of  God;  or,  Prece- 
cal atheism  exposed. 
1    ¥^THEXT  man  grows  bold  in  sin, 
^  V      My  heart  within  me  cries, 
•<  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
"  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes." 
lie  walks  awhile  conceal'd, 
In  a  self-flattering  dream, 
Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  reveal'd, 
Expose  his  hateful  name.] 
3  His  heart  is  false  and  foul, 
His  words  are  smooth  and  fair  ; 
Wisdom  is  banish'd  from  his  soul, 
And  leaves  no  goodness  there. 


72  PSALM  XXXVII. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 
New  mischiefs  to  fufil : 

He  sets  his  heart,  his  hand,  and  head 
To  practice  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 
Though  men  renounce  his  fear ; 

His  justice,  hid  behind  the  cloud, 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  transcends  the  sky  ; 
In  Heaven  his  mercies  dwell ; 

Deep  as  the  sea  his  judgments  lie  ; 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 
Whence  all  our  safety  springs  ! 

Oh,  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  underneath  his  wings  ! 
PSALM  S7.    1—15.    First  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

T/ie  cure  of  envy,  fretf ulness  and  unbelief;  or,  T/ie  rervards 
of  the  rigJrteous  and  the  wicked;  or,  The  world's  hatred f 
and  the  saint* s patience. 
i   ^XrHY  should  I  vex  my  soul  and  fret 
*  f       To  see  the  wicked  rise  ? 
Or  envy  sinners  waxing  great, 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 

2  As  flowery  grass,  cut  down  at  noon, 

Before  the  evening  fades, 
So  shall  their  glories  vanish  soon, 
In  everlasting  shades, 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trust. 

And  practice  all  that's  good  ; 

So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just, 

And  he'll  provide  me  food. 

4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will : 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  shalt  thou  display, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known, 
Far  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  last  the  earth  possess. 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heaven ; 


PSALM  XXXVII. 

True  riches  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  souls  are  given. 
PAUSE. 

7   Host  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 
Nor  let  your  anger  rise, 
Tho'  providence  should  long  de]ay, 
To  punish  haughty  vice, 
fi  Let  sinners  join  to  break  your  peace, 
And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 
The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  sees 
Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 
w9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  swore! 
Have  bent  the  murderous  bow, 
To  slay  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 
And  bring  the  righteous  low. 
10  My  God  shall  break  their  bows,  and  burn 
Their  persecuting  darts ; 
Shall  their  own  swords  against  them  turn, 
And  pain  surprise  their  hearts. 

PSALM  o7.     10,  21,  26—31.     Second  Pan 
Common  Metre. 
Charity  to  the  poor  ;  or.  Retigion  in  rvorth  and  deeds. 
1  "%% ?  HY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast, 
f  *      And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meanest  portion  of  the  just 
Excels  the  sinner's  gold. 
42  The  kicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 
Rut  ne'er  designs  to  pay  ; 
The  saint  is  merciful  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 
3  His  alms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives 
Amongst  the  sons  of  need  ; 
His  memory  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 
i  He  fears  to  talk  with  lips  profane? 
To  slander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
"What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 
5  The  law  and  gospel  of  the  Lord 
Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 
His  feet  shall  never  slide. 
D 


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I  fSalm  xxxvih. 


f,jten  sinners  tall,  the  righteous  stand 
Preserv'd  from  every  snare  ; 
« '    They  shall  possess  the  promis'd  land, 
And  dwell  forever  there. 
PSALM  37.    23—37.     Third  Part.  Cora.  Met. 

T/ie  •may  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  uicked. 
%  ~\  A"  Y  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 
i%  \   Are  order' d  hy  thy  will ; 
Though  they  should  fall  they  rise  again, 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 
2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways, 
Their  virtues  he  approves  ; 
He  ne'er  deprives  there  of  his  grace,         / 
Nor  leaves  the  men  he  loves. 
S-  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 
Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 
i  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  men, 
Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  ; 
Ye  shall  confess  their  pride  was  vain 
When  ]ustice  casts  them  down. 
PAUSE. 

■•  The  haughty  sinner  have  I  seen, 
Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay -tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

6  And  lo,  he  vanish'd  from  the  ground, 

Destroy'd  by  hands  unseen  ; 
Nor  root,"  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  founS», 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

7  But  mark  the  "man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend  ; 
True  pleasure  runs  thro'  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

PSALM  38.     Common  Metre 
Guitt  of  conscience  and  relief;  pr,  Repentance  and  prtiyerfor 

pardon  and  health. 
1     A   MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love, 
j\_  Restore  thy  servant.  Lord  ; 
Nor  let  a  Father's  chastening  prove 
1/ike  au  avenger's  sword. 


VSALM  XXXIX.  J» 

2  Thine  arrows  stick  vithin  my  heart. 
My  flesh  is  sorely  prest ; 

Between  the  sorrow  and  the  smart 

Mv  spirit  finds  no  rest. 
Hi  >ms  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone  ; 
Too  heavy  for  my  sonl  to  bear, 

Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea, 

My  head  still  bending  down ; 

And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day, 

Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak,  and  broken  sore,. 

Xone  of  my  powers  are  wkole  ; 
The  inward  anguish  makes  me  roar, 
The  anguish  of  my  soul. 

6  AH  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  every  tear ; 
And  even  sigh,  and  every  groan, 
Is  notie'd  by  thine  ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope  ; 

Ml  God  will  hear  my  cry, 
Mv  God  will  bear  my  spirit  up, 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

8  [My  foes  rejoice  to  see  me  slide 

Into  the  miry  pit ; 
They  raise  their  pleasure  and  their  pride., 
"When  they  supplant  my  feet. 

9  But  I'll  confess  my  guilt  to  thee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  sin  ; 
I  feel  how  w^ak  my  graces  be, 
And  beg  support  divine. 

10  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  past. 

And  be  forever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  salvation,  haste, 
Before  thy  servant  die.] 
PSALM  39.     1,2,3.     FiistPart.    Com.  Metre 

WaichftJnes<t  aver  the  tongue ;  or.  Prudence  and  tea!- 
1  rpHUS  I  resolvM  before  the  Lord, 
J[     "  Now  v.  ill  I  watch  my  tongue, 
"  Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
•  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 


re  psalm  xxxix. 

2  And,  if  I'm  e'er  constraint  to  stay 

With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  set  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Lest  scoffers  should  th'  occasion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 

4  Yet  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 

1*11  not  be  overaw'd, 
But  let  the  scofnng  sinners  hear, 
That  I  can  speak  for  God. 
PSALM  39.  4,5,6,7.  Second  part.  Com.  Met 

The  vanity  of  men  as  mwTii' 

1  rjlEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

Thou  maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
rhey  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love. 

Hut  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore, 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who. 

And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth,  and  dust  : 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 
5  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 
My  fond  desires  recall  ! 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 
PSALM  39.    9—13.     Third  part.     Com.  Mt:r 

Spck-bcd  dtvetita  :  nr, 
1    £  i  OD  of  uy  life,  look  gently  down. 
*  IT  Behold  the  pains  I  feel  ;* 


PSALM   XL.  77 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne. 
Nor  dare  dispute  thv  v.  ill. 
2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Ixn-d, 
They  come  at  thy  command  ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  mur muring  word, 
Against  thy  chastening  hand, 
j  Vet  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries, 
Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes  : 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Thro'  thy  repeated  strokes, 
i  CrushM  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 
We  moulder  to  the  dust : 
Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withstand, 
And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 
J  [This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 
How  soon  the  bubble's  broke  ! 
Adam  and  all  his  numerous  race 
Are  vanity  and  smoke.] 
•5  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 
As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prepared  to  go, 
When  1  the  summons  hear. 
7  But  if  my  life  be  spar'd  a  while 
Before  my  la^t  remove, 
Thy  praise  thai!  be  rav  business  still, 
And  Til  declare  thy  love. 

PSALM  40.  I.  2,  ;\  5,17.  First  part.  Com.  Mer 
from  great  di 

1  T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
5      He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 
Z  He  noVd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 
Where  mourning  Ions:  I  lay. 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 
3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 
And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new,  thankful  song. 
-V  I'll  spread  his  works  of  sxace  abroad  ; 
iints  with  joy  sfiall  hear. 


H  PSALM  XL. 

And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great ! 
We  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 

N  My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 

And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

PSALM  40.    6— -9.     Second  part.    Com.  Metre 
The  incarnation  and  sacrifice  of  Christ. 

1  rjlHUS  saith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vain, 

L    "  Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er, 
"  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  slain, 
"  My  soul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  spake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  I'm  here, 

"  My  God,  to  do  thy  will  j 
"  Whate'er  thy  sacred  books  declare, 
"  Thy  servant  shall  fulfil. 

3  "  Thy  Jaw  is  ever  in  my  sight, 

"  I  keep  it  near  my  heart  : 
"  Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delight 
"  To  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And  see,  the  blest  Redeemer  comes, 

Th'  eternal  Son  appears  ! 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body,  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  shew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteousness, 
Where  great  assemblies  stood. 

6  His  Father's  honor  touch' d  his  heart, 

He  pity'd  sinners'  cries, 
And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 

P\.USE. 

7  No  blood  of  beasts,  on  altars  shed, 

Could  wash  the  conscience  clean, 
But  the  rich  sacrifice  he  paid, 
Atones  for  all  our  sin, 


LM  XLI.  70 

,:-A, 
>  kingdtm  shook; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  seed 
broke. 

-  ALM  40.     5—10.     Long  Metre. 
r>xtr  Sarrijkt. 

1  fTHlHE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 

I     Exeeed  our  praise,  surmount  our  thought ; 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 

•    tech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail, 

2  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  spilt, 

Can  cleanse  the  souls  of  men  from  guilt : 
But  thou  hast  set  before  our  eye^ 
all-sufficient  sacrifice. 

3  In  heaven,  before  his  Fathers  throne, 
Complacent,  smiles  th'  eternal  Son, 

And,  pleas'd,  presents  with  boundlessgra.ee 
Himself,  a  ransom  for  our  race. 

4  "  fkhold,  I  come5'  (the  Saviour  cries, 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 

"  Of  sins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  "  Mine  ear  is  open'd  to  thy  voice, 

m  My  heart  delighted  with  thy  choice  j 

*  Pleas'd,  I  assume  a  fleshly  ; 

"  Akin  toman,  that  dying  worm. 
-  written  in  thy  great  decree, 

"  ?Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me, 

M  I  must  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part ; 

"  And  lo  !  thy  law  is  in  my  hi 
7  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 

u  When  on  my  cross  I'm  lifted  high, 

"  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  sky. 
I  "  The  Spirit  shall  descend  and  show 

"  What  thou  hast  done,  and  what  I  do  ; 

*  The  wondering  world  shall  learn  thy  grace, 
u  Thy  wisdom  and  thv  righteousness." 


B 


PSALM  41.     1,  2,  S.     Long  Metre. 
» tnepoor  ;  ov,  Pay  to  the  afflicted. 
LBST  is  the  mar.  whose  bowels  move^ 
And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor ; 


80  PSALM  XL1I. 

Whose  soul  by  sympathizing  love 
Feels  what  his  fellow  saints  endure, 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  : 
He  in  the  time  of  general  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  bowels  too, 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  his  head, 
"When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth; 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languish  oh  his  eouch, 

God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiven, 
Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heaven, 

PSALM  42.     1—5.    First  Part.    Com.  Metre 

Desertion  and  hope;  or,  Complaint  of  absence  from  publif 
■worship. 
i  T^TITH  earnest  longings  of  the  mind, 
f  f     My  God,  to  thee  I  look  ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find 
And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 

2  When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace- 

x\nd  meet  ray  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  soul, 

And  tears  are  my  repast ; 
The  foe  insults  without  control, 

"  And  where's  your  God  at  last  V 
*  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  ou  ancient  days  ; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go^ 

And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

5  But  why's  my  soul  sunk  down  so  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair. 
Aid  sin  against  my  God  ? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  han£ 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove  : 
Tor  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 
And  sing  restoring  love, 


PSALM  XLTII.  -  H 

>\LM42.   6— It.    Second  part.    Long  Metre 
Melancholy  thovgfds  reproved;  or.  Ho/*  in  ajjtutton. 

1  ^%  |  Y  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord, 
jy  |   But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  past  distress  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind 

'2  Huge  troubles  with  tumultuous  noise, 
II  like  a  sea,  and  round  me  spread  ; 
Thy  water  spouts  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  rising  waves  roll  o'er  my  head, 
t  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  address  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove  ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 

i  I'll  cast  myself  before  his  feet, 
And  say,  u  My  God,  my  heavenly  Rock? 
;*  Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 
M  The  soul,  that  groans  beneath  thy  strok 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low  ; 
Why  should  my  soul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too; 
He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 

6  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still  ; 
Thy  words  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heavenly  hill, 

My  God,  my  most  exceeding  joy. 
PSALM  43.    Proper  Metre.    JlstheUBth. 
with  hope*  witter  great  trio!*,  , 

1   ^%  #  Y  Cum!  defend  my  cause 
.  v  |   Against  a  host  of  foes; 
Oh,  save  me  from  th'  unjust, 
Who  triumph  in  my  woes  ! 
Why  dost  thou  taint, 
My  trembling  hear l  : 
To  God  impart 
Thy  sad  complaint. 
8  Why  dost  thou,  O  my  Shield, 
me,  thus  forlorn  ? 
Why, hated  and  oppress'd, 
Thus  bid  me  ceaseless  mourn  ? 
D2 


32  PSALM  XLIH. 

To  God  I  fly ; 

In  God  I'll  trust, 

When  low  in  dust 

My  head  shall  lie. 
3  Now  to  thy  sacred  house 
With  joy  direct  my  fcet, 
Where  saints  with  morning;  vows 
In  full  assembly  meet. 

Thy  power  divine 

Shall  there  be  shown, 

And  from  thy  throne 

Thy  mercy  shine. 
i  Oh,  send  thy  light  abroad  ! 
Thy  truth  with  heavenly  ray 
Shall  lead  my  soul  to  God, 
And  guide  my  doubtful  way  -, 

I'll  hear  thy  word 

With  faith  sincere, 

And  learn  to  fear 

And  praise  the  Lord. 

5  There  reach  thy  bounteous  hand4 
And  all  my  sorrows  heal ; 
There  health  and  strength  divine 
Oh,  make  my  bosom  feel ! 

Like  balmy  dew 
Shall  Jesus'  voice, 
My  bones  rejoice, 
My  strength  renew. 

6  Then  in  thy  holy  hill 
Before  thine  altar,  Lord, 

My  harp  and  song  shall  sound 
The  glories  of  thy  word. 

Henceforth  to  thee, 

O  God  of  grace, 

A  hvran  of  praise 

My  life  shall  be. 

7  My  soul,  awake  to  joy, 
And  triumph  in  the  Lord. 
My  health,  my  hope,  my  song, 
And  my  divine  reward. 

Ye  fears  remove  ; 
No  more  1  mourn, 
But  blebt  return 
To  sing  his  love 


PSALM  XLIV.  8. 

PSALM  44.    1,2,  3,  8,  15—26.     Com.  Metro 
The  church's  complaint  in  persecution. 

1  T   OR1),  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  oh), 
I  A  Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 

When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days  : 

2  How  thou  didst  Luild  thy  churches  here, 

And  make  thy  gospel  known  ; 
Among  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  light  and  glory  shone. 

3  In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thousands  meet  to  praise  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  song. 

4  But  now  our  souls  are  seiz'd  with  shame. 

Confusion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaspheme, 

And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 
*  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falsely  dealt  with  heaven  ; 
Nor  have  our  steps  declin'd  the  road 

Of  duty  thou  hast  given  ; 

6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  destructive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  sore 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 
PAUSE. 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  cause  ; 
As  sheep  for  slaughter,  bound  we  He 
By  sharp  and  bloody  laws. 

5  Awake,  arise,  almighty  Lord  ! 

Why  sleeps  thy  wonted  grace  ? 
Why  should  we  look  like  men  abhor'©*, 
OrbanishM  from  thy  face  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  forever  cast  us  off, 

And  still  neglect  our  cries  ? 
Forever  hide  thy  heavenly  love 
From  our  afflicted  eyes  P 

10  Down  to  the  dust  our  souls  are  bow'd/ 

And  die  upon  the  ground  ; 


84  PSALM  XLV. 

Rise  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  powers  confound. 
11  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

PSALM  45.     First  Part.     Short  Metre. 
The  glairy  of  Christ,  tlie  success  of  the  gospel,  and  the 

church, 

1  '\;%  Y  Saviour  and  my  King, 

j  7  f^  Thy  beauties  are  divine  ; 
Thy  lips  with  blessings  overflow, 
And  every  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known  ; 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  sword, 

And  ride  in  majesty  to  spread 
The  conquests  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  stubborn  foes, 
Or  melt  their  hearts  t5  obey, 

While  justice,  meekness,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right ; 
Thy  throne  shall  ever  stand, 

Vnd  thy  victorious  gospel  prove 
A  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 
Hath,  without  measure,  shed 

His  Spirit,  like  a  joyful  oil, 
T'  anoint  thy  sacred  head. 

6  Behold  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  is  seen  , 

Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 

And  princes  guard  the  queen  ■ 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 
Forget  thy  father's  house  ; 

Forsake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  vows. 

8  Oh,  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  sweetest  thoughts  employ  ' 
Thy  children  shall  his  honors  sing 
In  palaces  of  joy. 


PSALM  XLV.  85 

PSALM  45.     First  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  personr 
1  flX  speak  the  honors  of  my  King  ; 
I    His  form  divinely  fair  ; 
ie  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

I  is  thy  speech,  and  heavenly  _ 
Upon  thy  lips  is  shed; 
Thy  God  with  blessings  infinite 
f  lath  crown'd  thy  sacred  head. 
3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince  ! 
Ride  with  majestic  sway  ; 
Thy  terror  shall  strike  thro'  thy  foes, 
And  make  the  world  obey, 
i  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  stands  : 
Thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 
A  peaceful  sceptre  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  thy  saints  by  love. 
J  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  still, 
But  mercy  is  thy  choice  ; 
Ami  God,  thy  God,  thy  soul  shall  fill 
With  most  peculiar  joys. 

PSA1  '  Fn  -      Loi  g  M 

i 

I  YOW  be  my  heart  inspir'dto  sing 
;^    The  glories  of  my  Saviour  king, 
Jesus  the  Lord  ;  how  heavenly  fair 
His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  ! 

I  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race, 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace, 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  fio^  .?, 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 

.">  Dress  thee  in  arms,  most  mighty  Lord  ! 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  sword  ; 
In  majesty  and  glory  ride, 
With  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side. 

\  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  stubborn  Em 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  sweet 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forev  ■:■ 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand5; ; 


86  PSALM  XLVI. 

Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right  , 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight 
6"  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head  ;' 
And  with  his  sacred  Spirit  hlest 
His  first-horn  Son  ahove  the  rest. 
PSALM  45.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre 
Christ  and  his  church  ;  or,  The  mystical  mairiage, 

1  JTWlHE  King  of  saints  how  fair  his  face, 

Jl    Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace  ! 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  array' d  in  purest  gold  : 
The  world  admires  her  heavenly  dress., 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own  ; 
He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne  s 
Fair  stranger,  let  thy  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 

&  So  shall  the  king  the  more  rejoice 

In  thee,  the  favorite  of  his  choice  ; 

Let  him  be  lov'd  and  yet  ador'd, 

For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 
;>  O  happy  hour  !  when  thou  shalt  rise 

To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies, 

And  all  thy  sons  (a  numerous  train) 

Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 
)  Let  endless  honors  crown  his  head  ; 

Let  every  age  his  praises  spread  ; 

While  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 

The  condescensions  of  his  love. 
PSALM  46.     First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  church's  safety  and  triumph  among^  national  desolations 

1  A^i  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

ijT  When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade  : 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  hury'd  there  ; 
Convuhiorts  shake  the  solid  world  ; 

Our  faith  shall  never  vield  to  fsar. 


PSALM  XLV1.  87 

5  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar  ; 
In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 

Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word. 
Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls  : 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 
And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls 

6  Sion  enjoys  her  monarch's  lore, 
Secure  against  a  threat'ning  hour  ; 
Is  or  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 
Built  on  his  truth  and  arm'd  with  power. 

PSALM  46.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre 
Godf.ghtsfor  his  church, 

1  T   ET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

JLj  Tho'  tyrants  rage  and  kingdoms  rise  ; 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  still  our  aid  ; 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  hath  wroughts 
What  desolations  he  hath  made  ! 

3  From  sea  to  sea  through  all  the  shorer 
He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace, 

i  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  spear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heavenlv  flame  \ 
Keep  silence  all  the  earth,  and  her.r 
The  sound  and  glory  of  his  name  : 

5  "  Be  still,  and  learn  thai  I  am  God  ; 
"  I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands  : 

"  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
«  But  still  my  throne  in  Sion  stano 

6  O  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King, 
While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell, 
Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sins; 
Be  nance  to  the  gates  of  heU. 


88  PSALM  XLVIII. 

PSALM  47.     Common  Metre. 
Christ  ascending  and  reigning, 

1  f^kH,  f°l*  a  shout  of  sacred  joy  ! 
%J  To  God  the  sovereign  King  ! 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  God,  ascends  on  high  ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 

Attend  him,  rising  thro'  the  sky, 

With  trumpet's  joyful  sound. 

3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honors  sing ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 
I  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound. 
Let  knowledge  lead  the  song, 
Xor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 
5  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne, 
He  lov'd  that  chosen  race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  lus  own, 
And  heathens  taste  his  grace. 
G  These  western  climes  are  all  the  Lord's  ; 
Here  Abraham's  God  is  known  ; 
While  powers  and  piinces,  shields  and  swords, 
Submit  before  his  throne. 
PSALM  48.     1—8.     First  Part.     Short  Metre 
The  church  i?  (he  honor  and  scjety  of  a  nation. 

1  [  f^i  PtEAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

%  7T  And  let  his  praise  be  great  j 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land.] 

3  In  Sion  God  is  known, 
A  refuge  in  distress  : 

How  bright  hath  his  salvation  shone 
Through  ail  her  palaces  ! 

4  When  Kings  against  her  join'd, 
And  saw  the  Lord  was  there, 


PSALM  XLYIII  W 

!  confusion  of  the  mind 
They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

5  When  navies  tall  and  proud 
Attempt  to  spoil  our  peace, 

tie  sends  his  tempests  roaring  loud 
And  sinks  them  in  the  seas. 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 
Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 

How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold, 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

7  In  every  new  distress 
We'll  to  his  house  repair. 

We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 

PS  VLM  48.  10-14.    Second  Part.    Short  Met 

The  beauty  of  the  church  ;  or,  Gos/jcI  worship  and  trrdtt 

1  TJ Alt  as  thy  name  is  known 

'    The  world  declares  thy  praise 
1  by  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  With,  joy  let  Judah  stand 
On  Sion's  chosen  hill, 

Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell, 

ass  and  view  thy  holy  ground. 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  house, 

worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  V0W$ 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wise  ! 
How  glorious  to  behold  ! 

id  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes. 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God,  we  worship  now, 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die, 

Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
bore  the  skv. 


90  PSALM  XLIX. 

PSALM  49.     6—14.    First  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

Pride  and  death  ;  or,  The  vanif\,  of  life  and  riches, 
i  \^j/TIY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
\  \     To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  6ee  his  wealth  and  honors  flow 
"With  every  rising  tide  ? 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  scorn, 

Made  of  the  self-same  clay  ; 
And  boast  as  though  his  flesh  were  born 
Of  better  dust  than  they  ?J 

3  Not  all  his  treasures  can  procure 

His  soul  a  short  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  Life  is  a  blessing,  can't  be  sold, 

The  ransom  is  too  high  ; 
Justice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  sees  the  brutish  and  the  wise, 

The  timorous  and  the  brave, 
Quit  their  possessions,  close  their  eyes, 
And  hasten  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

"  My  house  shall  ever  stand  ; 
"  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 

"Til  give  it  to  my  land." 
7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  lost ; 

How  soon  his  memory  dies ! 
His  name  is  written  in  the  dust, 

Where  his  own  carcase  lies. 
PAUSE. 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way  ; 

And  yet  their  sons,  as  vain, 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  say, 
And  act  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 

If  honor  raise  them  high, 
Live  like  the  beast,  a  thoughtless  race, 
And  like  the  beast  they  die. 

10  [Laid  in  the  grave  like  silly  sheep, 

Death  feeds  upon  them  there, 
'Till  the  last  trumpet  breaks  their  sleep 
In  terror  and  despair.] 


PSALM  XLIX.  91 

PSALM  49.    14,15.     Second  Part.   Com 

D'-n'h  Hud  the  resurrection. 

1  ~\"E  sons  of  pride  that  hate  the  just, 

V.       And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  dust, 
Your  pomp  shall  rise  no  more. 

2  The  last  £rcat  day  shall  change  the  scene  ; 

When  will  that  hour  appear  ? 
When  shall  the  just  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  scornM  them  here  ? 

3  God  will  my  naked  soul  receive, 

When  separate  from  the  flesh  ; 
And  bivak  the  prison  of  the  grave, 
To  raise  my  bones  afresh. 

4  Heaven  is  my  everlasting  home  ; 

Th'  inheritance  is  sure  ; 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  resume, 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 

PSALM  49.    Long  Metre. 

Tlie  rich  sinner's  death,  and  t/ie  swat's  resurrection, 

1  \% T  HY  do  the  proud  insult  the  poor, 

v  v      And  boast  the  large  estates  they  have  r 
How  vain  are  riches  to  secure 
Tht  ir  haughty  owners  from  the  grave  ! 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death 
"With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  trust  ; 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  dust. 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  dismal  sha.de 
Shall  clasp  their  naked  bodies  round  ; 
That  flesh,  so  delicately  fed, 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground. 

4  Like  thoughtless  sheep  the  sinner  dies, 
Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms  to  eat : 
The  saints  shall  in  the  morning  rise, 
And  find  th'  oppressor  at  their  feet. 

5  His  honors  perish  in  the  dust, 

fcAnd  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood  ; 
That  glorious  day  exalts  the  just, 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 


92  PSALM  L. 

6  My  Saviour  shall  my  life  restore, 
And  raise  me  from  my  dark  abode  : 
My  flesh  and  soul  shall  part  no  more, 
But  dwell  forever  near  my  God. 

PSALM  50.     1—6.     First  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
The  last  Judgment  ;  or,  The  saints  rewarded. 

1  npHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 

L    Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh. 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 

"  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin;" 
No  more  abuse  his  long  delay 
To  impudence  and  sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  shall  come^, 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way  ; 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm, 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heaven  from  above  his  eall  shall  hear ; 

Attending  angels  come  ; 
And  earth  and  htll  shall  know  and  fear 
His  justice,  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  saints,*' he  cries, 

"  That  made  their  peace  with  God 
n  By  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 
"  And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood. 
*»  "  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light, 
"  Shall  make  the  world  confess 
"  My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 
"  And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 
PSALM  50.  Ver.  10,11,14, 15,23.  Second  Part 
Common  Metre. 
Otedience  is  better  than  sacriJi'C. 

1  rjpHUS  saith  the  Lord,  "  The  spacious  fields, 

|     "  And  nocks  and  herds  are  mine  ; 
"  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
"  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  u  I  ask  no  sheep  for  sacrifice, 

"  Xor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ; 
"  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praise, 

"  is  all  that  I  require. 
"  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 

"  My  hand  shall  set  thee  free  ; 


EHSALM  L.  m 

ball  thy  thankful  lips  declara 
"The  honor  due  to  me. 
•    The  man  that  offers  humble  praise, 
w  He  glorifies  me  best  ; 

A  those,  that  tread  my  holy  ways, 
"  Shall  my  salvation  taste." 
PSALM  50.     1,  5,  8, 16,  21,  22.     Third  Par: 
Common  M 
The  judgment  'fHnpucritcs. 
1  ^r»rHEX  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend. 
\  \     And  ndnts  surround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 
3  "  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  slain 
"  Will  I  the  world  reprove  : 
"  Altars,  and  rites,  and  forms,  are  vain 
"  Without  the  fire  of  love. 
3  "  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do, 
"  To  bring  their  sacrifice  ? 
"  They  call  my  statutes  just  and  true. 
"But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 
i  "  Could  you  expect  to 'scape  my  sight, 
"  And  sin  without  control  ? 
"  But  I  shall  bring  your  crimes  to  light 
"  With  anguish  in  your  soul." 
5  Consider,  ye  that  slight  the  Lord, 
re  his  wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  sword 

There's  no  deliverer  there. 
PSALM  50.     Third  Part,     Long  Meti 
Hypocrisy  txprxcd. 

1  rrtflE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warn? 

j     Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear. 
Who  place  their  hope  in  rites  and  forms. 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

2  Vile  wretches  dare  rehear-0  his  name 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit  ; 

A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
Ad  sooth  and  flatter  those  they  hate. 
iJihey  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wronsr, 
Yet  (fare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face  ; 


94  PSALM  L. 

They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 

4  To  heaven  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
Defil  'd  with  lust,  tlefiTd  with  blood  ; 
By  night  they  practise  every  sin, 

By  day  their  mouths  thaw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  secure,  and  sin  the  more  ; 
They  think  he  sleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

6  O  dreadful  hour,  when  God  draws  near, 
And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  ! 
His  wrath  their  guilty  souls  shall  tear, 
And  no  deliverer  dare  to  rise. 

PSALM  50.     To  a  new  tune. 

The  last  Judgment. 
f  l^IIE  Lord  the  sov'reign  sends  his  summons  forth 
X  Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  r 
From  east  to  west  the  sounding  orders  spread 
Through  distant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead  ; 
NTo  more  shall  Atheists  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  :  Behold  the  day  i 

2  Behold  the  judge  descends ;  his  guards  are  nigh  : 
Tempest  and  lire  attend  him  down  the  sky  ; 
Heaven,  earth,  aad  hell,  draw  near;  let  all  things 
To  hear  his  justice  and  the  sinner's  doom  ;  [come 
i(  But  gather  first  my  saints"  the  Judge  commands, 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands. 

3  "  Behold  my  covenant  stands  forever  good. 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  Sacrifice  in  blood,  [Jew, 
And  sign'd  with  all  their  names ;  the  Greek,  the 
That  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new,  [thrones 
There's  no  distinction  here  ;  come  spread  their 
And  near  me  seat  my  fav'ntes  and  my  sons." 

4  "  I,  their  almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge  :  Ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 
My  just,  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 
Those  awful  truths  that  sinners  dread  to  hear ; 
Sinners  in  Zion,  tremble  and  retire  ; 
I  doom  thee,  painted  hypocrite,  to  fire." 

5  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slaia 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain. 


PSALM  L.  §5 

flames  of  love  ;  in  vain  the  store 
Of  brutal  offerings  that  were  mine  before  ; 
Aline  are  the  tamer  beasts  &  savage  breed,  [feed/' 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forests  w  here  they 

6  "  It" I  w  ere  hungry,  would  I  ask  thee  food  I 
When  did  I  thirst,  or  drink  th)  bullocks'  blood  } 
Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringingbows, 

Thy  solemn  chatterings,  and  fantastic  vows  .; 
Are  m\  m'd  thy  vestments  to  behold, 

Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  :*} 

7  il  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  could'st  thou  hope  to 
V  God,  a  Spirit,  with  such  toys  as  these  ?  [please 
While,  with  i  to  tea  on  thy  tongue-, 
Thou  lov\t  deceit,  and  dost  thy  brother  wrong  ! 

In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends  ; 
Thieves  and  adulterers  are  thy  chosen  friends." 

i  I  waited  with  long-suffering  love  ; 
Rut  didst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove 
And  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  sin  : 
Heboid  my  terrors  now  ;  my  thunders  roll, 

own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul." 
9  Sinners,  awake  betimes  :  ye  fools,  be  v  is 

before  this  dreadful  morning  rise;  [amend; 

\.\\'.\  thoughts,   your  crooked  works 

Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend  ; 

a  lion  his  last  vengeance  tear 
'iour  trembling  souls,  ami  no  deliverer  near. 
PSALM  50.     To  the  old  proper  tune. 
nenL 
IriiHR  fiod  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth, 

|  Calls  the  south  nations,  &c  awakes  the  north  ; 
From  east  to  west  the  sovereign  Order  spread, 
Thro' distant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead. 

•  hell  trembles,-  heaven  re 
lift  up  ith  cheerful  • 

ore  shall  Atheists  mock  his  long  delay  ; 

ps  no  more  :  behold'the 
the  Judge  descends  :  his  guards  are  nigh  : 
IHflfcest  aud  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky. 

;-rj(l  appears,  aU  nature  shall  adore  him  ; 
■  He,  sairtit  rejoice  before  him: 


96  PSALM  L. 

3  "  Heaven,earth,and  hell,draw  near ;  let  all  things 
To  hear  my  justice  and  the  sinner's  doom  ;  [come 
But  gather  first  my  saints  ;  (the  Judge  commands') 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands. 
Jf  hen  Christ  returns ,-wake  every  cheerful  passion; 
And  shout,  ye  sai?its,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

4  "  Behold  my  covenant  stands  forever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  /eternal  sacrifice  in  blood,  [Jew, 
And  sign  VI  with  all  their  names  ;  the  Greek,  the 
That  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new." 
There^s  no  distinction  here  ;  join  all  your  voices. 
And  raise  your  heads, ye  saints,  for  heaven  rejoices 

5  "  Here  (saith  the  Lord)  ye  angels,  spread  their 

thrones, 
And  near  me  seat  my  favorites  and  my  sons, 
Come,  my  redeem'd,  possess  the  joys  prepared, 
'Eretime  began,  'tis  your  divine  reward. 
When  Christ  returns  y-wake  every  cheerful  passion; 
And  shout,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 
PAUSE  the  First. 

0  "  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  Almighty  God, 

1  am  the  Judge.    Ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 
My  just  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 

Those  awful  truths,  that  sinners  dread  to  hear." 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him, 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 
?  "  Stand  forth,thou  boldblasphemer,and  profane. 
Now  feel  my  wrath  nor  call  my  threatening^  vain; 
Thou  hypocrite,  once  drest  in  saints'  attire, 
I  doom  thee,  painted  hypocrite,  to  fire." 
Judgment  proceeds;  hell  trembles;  heaven  rejoices; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cJieerful  voices. 
3  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slain 
Pol  condemn  thee  ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
Without  the  flames  of  love  ;  in  vain  the  store 
Of  brutal  offerings  that  were  mine  before." 
Earth  is  the  Lord's  :  all  nature  shall  adore  hivi,  | 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 
9  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  ask  thee  food  ? 
When  did  I  thirst,  or  drink  thy  bullocks'  blood  ? 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beasts,and  savage  breed,  [feed.  I 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forests  where  they! 
All  is  the  Lord's  :  he  rules  the -wide  creation  ; 
Gives  sinners  vengeance, -and  the  saints  salvation  \ 


PSALM  IX  ■ 

I  \$m  I  be  flatter \1  with  thy  cringingK 
Thy  solemn  chatterings  and  tai  tastic  roa  s  ' 

-  charm 'd  thy  vestments  to  behold, 

Glaring  n  irems  and  gay  in  woven  g 

God  i  -**>  no  fair  disguises 

Can  screen  the  guilty  when  hu  - 

5E   the  SlcoikU 
11  «  Unthinking  wretch  !   how  eouldst  thou  hope, 
to  please 

.  a  Spirit,  with  such  toys  as  tb< 
While  with  my  grace  and  statutes  on  thy  tongue, 
Thou  1  ind  dost  thy  hrother  wrong  ?" 

Judgment  proceeds;  hell  tremble*:  heaven  he 
Lift  up  yovr  heads,  M  cheerful  ■ 

IS  "  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretc 
Thieve^  and  adulterers  are  thy  chosen  friends  < 
While  the  false  flatterer  at  my  altar  waits, 
Tlis  harden'd  soul  divine  instruction  hates." 
God  is  the  fudge  of  heart*  ;  *  Ues 

Can  screen  the  guilty  when  hu  ~  rues. 

]5  u  Silent  I  waited  with  long  suffering  love  ; 
But  didst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove  : 
And  cherish  Bach  an  impious  thought  a  ithin, 
(hat  the  All-holy  would  indulge  thy  sin  :" 
See,  God  appears  ;  all  nature  joins  i3  adore  him  ; 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  sinners  fall  before 

14  "  BehoM  my  terrors  now  ;  my  thunders  roll, 
\nd  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul  ; 
Now  like  a  lion  shall  my  vengeance  tear 

Thy  bleeding  heart,  mid  no  deliverer  i 
htagment  concludes, -hell  trembles ,•  heaven  re 
Lift  up  your  head. 

EP1PHONEMA. 

15  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be  v.  ise  ! 
\wake  before  this  dreadful  rooming-  rise;  [amend. 
Change  your  vr.in  thoughts,  your  crooked  works 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend  : 
Then  join  the  suit:!*;  woke  every  cheerful  passion . 
IVJien  Christ  ret ur     . 

MALI  Metre. 

SHEW  pity,  Lord  :  O  Lord,  forgive  ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  j 
R 


M  PSALM  LI. 

Are  not  thy  mereies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound  ; 
So~tet  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  Oh,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  * 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

I  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
X  am  comlemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

i  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just,  in  death  ; 
And  it  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  Law  approves  it  well. 

')  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

PSALM  51.     Second  Tart.     Long  Metre 
Original  and  actual  sin  conjexceL 
i   "I"    ORD,  lam  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin, 
H  ^  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 

Sprung  from  the  man,  whose  guilty  fall 

Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 
I  Soon  aawe  draw  our  infant  breath, 

The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  tor  death  :- 

Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart  ; 

But  we're  defil'd  in  every  part. 
3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew. 

And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true  ; 

Oh,  make  me  wise  betimes,  to  see 

My  danger  and  my  remedy  !] 
i  Behold  I  fall  before  thy  face; 

My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  : 

Xo  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean  j 

The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 
i  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast. 

Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  pviesT. 


PSALM  LI  g* 

Xor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  E 
Can  wash  the  dismal  slain  away. 

0  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow , 
Xo  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 
7  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Xor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 
PSALM  51*     Third  Part.     Long  Metre. 
77*  BacksH'kr  restored ;  «ir,  Etpcntnnet  and  Faith  in  tHf 
bijod  9/  Christ. 

1  /T^k  THOCjthU  Dear's!  when  sinners  cry, 
H  J  Though  all  m\  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book, 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin  ; 
Let  thv  good  spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Xor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  w  ithout  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight ; 

Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 

And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 
i  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord. 

His  help  and  comfort  still  afford  : 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 

To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 
5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 

Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 

A  broker  heart  for  sacrifice. 
0  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 

And  oa  ;;s  thy  dreadful  sentence  just : 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 

And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  tin  ways ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace  ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  the)  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God 

8  Oh  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song  ; 


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And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 
PSALM  51.     1—13.    First  Part.    Com.  Metre 
Original  and  actual  sin  confessed  and  pardoned. 

1  ~W   ORD,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress 
|  j  And  guilt  before  thine  eyes; 

Against  thy  laws,  against  thy  grace, 
How  high  my  crimes  arise  ! 

2  Should'st  thou  condemn  my  soul  to  hell, 

And  crush  my  flesh  to  dust, 
Heaven  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well. 
And  earth  must  own  it  just. 

3  I  from  the  stock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean  ; 
All  my  original  is  shame, 
And  all  my  nature  sin. 
4-  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt.  I  drew 
Contagion  with  my  breath  ; 
And  as  my  days  advane'd,  I  grew 
A  juster  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanse  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  soul, 

With  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
Oh,  make  my  broken  spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove  ! 

6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 

Before  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Backsliders  shall  address  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 
PSALM  51.    14—17.  Second  Part.    Com.  Met. 

RtpeiUrnre  aiuf  Faith  in  the  blood  oj  Christ. 
\    4T\  GOD  of  mercy  hear  my  call, 
f   P     My  load  of  guilt  remove; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall, 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 
2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace  ; 
Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 


PSALM  LIT.  1Q1 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul,  opprest  with  sins  desert, 

Mj  God  will  ne'er  despise  : 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

PSALM  52.     Long  Metre. 

Thepridc, fully*  and  miseiahlc  end  oftfie  wkhed  ;  trpecitfL;j 
of  hijidtis. " 

1  ^1  V^HY  do  the  wicked  boast  of  sin, 

*  ?      And  steel  their  hearts  against  the  Lord? 
His  goodness  shall  forever  shine  ; 
Forever  stand  his  holy  word. 

2  Their  thoughts  all  subtleties  devise  ; 
Their  tongues  are  edg'd  like  razors  keen  ; 
Their  fairest  tales  are  flattering  lies, 

By  youth  and  innocence  unseen. 

3  Their  hearts  delight  in  guile  and  wrong, 
In  truth  perplex'd,  and  souls  o'erthrow  n  ; 
Hence  scorn  and  falsehood  Fule  their  tongue. 
And  hence  their  feet  to  mischief  run. 

I   [Thy  law  and  gos»)el  they  despise, 
Vain  of  their  taunts,  of  madness  proud  ; 
Too  rich  thy  ^race  to  seek,  or  prize, 
To  bow  too  lofty,  even  to  God. 

'»  M  From  ancient  days"  with  scoffs  they  cry, 
"  All  things  their  stedfast  course  maintain  ; 
"  We  sec  no  God  in  earth  or  sky, 
"  And  find  his  boasted  promise  vain."*] 

6  Like  raging  fire  thy  wrath  shall  burn  ; 
fThy  besom  sweep  them  to  the  grave  ; 
Their  branch,  their  root,  thy  hand  o'erturn. 
And  not  a  friend  be  found  to  save. 

7  Their  end  the  righteous  shall  behoU^ 
And  say  with  an  indignant  smile, 

"  These  are  the  worshippers  of  gold, 
"  The  sons  of  violence  and  guile. 

5  "  They  plac'd  their  hopes  in  glittering  dusl. 
H  Chain \\  to  the  earth,  and  ghi'd  to  sin  ; 

*2;-  VxBhfmpHwne 


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<(  But  scorn M  to  make  the  Lord  their  trust, 
"  Nor  form'd  a  wish  for  life  divine." 

9  [Down  to  the  grave  the  wretches  go, 
Ky  worms  consum'd,  to  ruin  driven  : 
Their  spirits  haste  to  endless  woe, 
And  find  no  entrance  into  heaven. 

10  Then  shall  their  joys  revive  no  more 
Like  dreams  dissol  v'd  in  fleeting  air  : 
Their  flatteries,  and  their  hoasts,  be  o'er. 
And  hopes  all  vanish  in  despair.] 

U  But  in  thy  courts  will  I  be  seen, 
Growing  in  faith,  and  hope,  and  1ove» 
Like  olives  fair,  and  fresh,  and  green, 
And  ripening  for  the  world  above. 

12  There  will  I  learn  thy  glory,  Lord, 
And  songs  for  all  thy  goodness  raise  ; 
There  will  I  wait  to  hear  thy  word, 
While  listening  saints  approve  the  praise. 
PSALM  53.    4—6.    Common  Metre. 
Victory  and  deliverance  from  persecution. 

1  4  RE  all  the  foes  of  Sion  fools, 
J\    Who  thus  devour  her  saints  ? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 

And  pities  her  complaints  ? 

2  They  shall  be  seiz'd  with  sad  surprise  ; 

For  God's  avenging  arm 
Scatters  the  bones  of  them  that  rise 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boa3t 

Of  armies  in  array  ; 
When  God  has  first  dispers'd  their  host. 
They  fall  an  easy  prey. 

4  Oh,  for  a  word  from  Sion's  King, 

Her  captives  to  restore  ! 
Jacob  with  all  his  tribes  shall  sing, 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 
PSALM  53.    Proper  Metre.    Jls  the  neio  50th. 
The  last  verse  paraphrased  together  with  several  passages 
from  Isaiah,  Malachi  and  St.  Paul. 
Prayer  for  the  latter-day  Glory. 
IT   CRD  of  all  worlds,incline  thy  bounteous  ear ; 
X_jThy  children's  voice  with  tender  mercy  hear 


PSALM  LH  103 

Bear  thy  blest  promise,  iix\l  as  hills,  in  rorad, 
\nd  shed  renewing;  grace  on   lost  mankind  ; 
Oh,  let  thy  Spirit  like  soft  dews  descend  ; 
Thy  gospel  run  to  earth's  remotest  end  ! 

2  Let  Zion's  walls  before  thee  ceaseless  stand. 
Dear  as  thine  eye,  and  graven  on  thy  hand  ; 
From  earth's  far  regions  Jacob's  sons  restore, 
OppressM  by  man,  and  scourg'd  by  thee  no  more. 
Enrich'd  with  gold,  adorn'd  with  heavenh  grace, 
Truth  their  sole  guide,  8c  all  their  pleasure  praise 

3  Then  Satan's  kingdom  shall  from  earth  retire. 
Dead  forms  dissolve,  and  furious  zeal  expire  ; 
The  beast's  fell  throne  shall  darkness  dire  surrounfl, 
Mohammed's  empire  crumble  to  the  ground; 
The  dreams  of  Infidels  in  smoke  decay, 

And  all  the  foes  of  heaven  shall  fleet  away. 
i  In  ban-en  wilds  shall  living  waters  spring  ; 
Fair  temples  rise,  and  songs  of -transport  ring  ; 
The  savage  mind  with  sweet  affections  warm, 
And  light,  and  love,  the  yielding  bosom  charm ; 
Fom  sin's  oblivious  sleep  the  soul  arise, 
And  grace,  k  goodness,  shower  from  balmy  skies 

5  Then  shall  mankind  no  more  in  darkness  mourn; 
Then  happy  nations  in  a  day  be  born  ; 

From  east  to  west  thy  glorious  name  be  one, 
\nd  one  pure  worship  hail  th'  eternal  Son  ; 
Remotest  realms  one  spotless  faith  unite, 
And  o'er  all  regions  beam  the  Gospel's  light. 

6  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult  with  joy  divine  ; 
Their  virtues  quicken,  and  their  lives  refine  ; 
Their  sonls  improve;  their  songs  more  grateful  ris* 
And  sweeter  incense  cheer  the  morning  skies  ; 
Heaven  o'er  the  world  unfold  a  brighter  dav, 
And  Jesus  spread  his  reign  from  sea  to  sea. 

PSALM  54.     Proper  Metre.     M  the  122^ 
Prayerfur  deliverance  from  enemies. 
1  "%  MY  God,  preserve  my  soul  ; 
^T  ?      Oh,  make  my  spirit  whole  ! 

To  save  me  let  thy  strength  appear  ; 
Strangers  my  steps  surround  ; 
Their  pride  and  rage  confound. 
And  Orjng  thy  great  sak  '  •> 


104  PSALM  LV. 

3  Those  that  against  me  rise 
Are  aliens  from  the  skies  ; 

They  hate  thy  church  and  kingdom,  Lord! 
They  mock  thy  fearful  name  ; 
They  glory  in  their  shame, 
Nor  heed  the  wondep-s  of  thy  word. 
.3  But,  O  thou  King  divine, 
My  chosen  friends  are  thine  ; 

The  men  that  still  my  soul  sustain  ; 
"Wilt  thou  my  foes  subdue, 
And  form  their  hearts  atiew, 

And  snatch  them  from  eternal  pain. 
;  Escap'd  from  every  woe, 
Oh,  grant  me,  here  below, 

To  praise  thy  name,  with  those  I  love  ; 
And,  when  beyond  the  skies 
Our  souls  unbodied  rise, 

Unite  us  in  the  realms  above. 
FSALM  55.     1—8,  16,  17, 18,  22.     Com.  Metre. 
Support  for  the  afflicted  awl  tempted  soul. 

OGori,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
Behold  my  flowing  tears  ; 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devise, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 
2  Their  rage  is  levelfd  at  my  life, 
My  soul  with  guilt  they  load, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  strife, 
To  shake  my  hope  in  God. 
J  With  inward  pain  my  heart-strings  sound. 
I  groan  with  every  breath; 
Horror  and  fear  beset  me  round  ; 
Among  the  shades  of  death. 
\  Oh,  were  Hike  a  feather'd  dove, 
Soon  would  I  stretch  my  wings^ 
And  fly,  *id  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  these  restless  things. 
I  Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  go, 
And  fine!  a  peaceful  home, 
Where  storms  of  malice  never  blow, 

Temptation*  never  come. 
Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all,, 
ape  the  i"i ^e  of  he'!  ' 


\LM  LY  KB 

The  mighty  God  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  save  me  here  as  m 
PAUSE. 

7  By  morning  light  I'll  seek  his  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry, 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace, 
Xor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  God  shall  preserve  n.y  soul  from  fear, 

ield  me  when  afraid  ; 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  appear, 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

9  I  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord* 

The  Lord  sustains  them  all  ; 
iff  OQOngC  lull  upon  his  word, 

That  saints  shall  never  fall. 
It]  big      rt       pes  shall  not  be  vain  ; 

My  lips  shall  spread  his  praise  i 
W  hile  cruel  and  deceitful  men, 

Scarce  lire  out  half  their  days. 

P^ALM  55.     15,lo,  17,1       IS      - 

Dangmut  pr+*pti  ity  ;  or,  dtnhf  dev^twu  tnc*L  I  - 
I    ■     ET  sinners  take  their  course, 
I  4  And  choose  the  road  to  death  ; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
PU  spend  my  daily  breath. 
:  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
"When  morning  brings  the  light ; 

noon, 
And  pay  niy  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  *  ilt  regard  my  . 
O  my  eternal  God  ! 

While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

'  i.o  sad  changes  feel. 
They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name. 
Xor  learn  todo  thy  will 

5  But  1.  \*ith  all  my  cares, 

11  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 

I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 

And  rest  upon  his  word. 

8  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love  : 


106  PSALM  LVI. 

The  ground  on  which  then-  safety  stands, 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

PSALM  56.     Common  Metre. 
Deliverance Jrrnn  oppression  and  falsehood  ;   or,  God's  cart 

of  /tis people,  in  mincer  tofuitli  nnd  pmuei . 
I   g^±  THOU,  whose  justice  reigns  on  high, 
%^f     And  makes  th  oppressor  cease, 
Behold  how  envious  shiners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my. peace. 
^  The  sons  of  violence  and  lies 
Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rise, 
My  refuge  is  thy  word. 
3  In  God,  most  holy,  just  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  trust  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flesh  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 
i  They  wrest  my  words  to  mischief  still, 
Charge  me  with  unknown  faults  ; 
Mischief  doth  all  their  counsels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thought* 
5  Shall  they  escape  without  thy  frown  ' 
Must  their  devices  stand  \ 
Oh,  cast  the  haughty  sinner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thv  hand. 
PAUSE. 
S  God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints. 
Their  groans  atfect  his  ears  ; 
Thou  hast  a  book  for  my  complaints. 
A  bottl    for  nij  tears. 
7  When  to  thy  throne  1  raise  my  cry, 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  swift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  sky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 
S  In  thee,  most  holy,  jurt,  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  trust  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 
9  Thv  solemn  vows  are  on  me.  Lord, 
Thou  shalt  receive  my  praise  ; 
rilsing,  "  How  faithfnfis  thy   <ord, 
"  How  righteous  all  thy  ways  !* 


PSALM  LVm.  107 

10  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death, 
Oli.  let  thy  prisoner  free  ! 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath. 
May  be  employed  for  thee. 

PSALM  57.     Long  Metre. 
Piahe  fur  Jsrotection,  grace,  and  truth. 

1  1^  *  Y  Q°*i  ■■  ^hom  are  all  the  springs 

Of  boundless  love  and  graee  unknown, 
ftide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform  ', 
He  seods  his  angels  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm 

3  He  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 

Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad  ; 

Let  land  to  land  th>  wonders  tell, 
•i  My  heart  isfix'd  :  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name  ; 

Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 

My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 
5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

A  id  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  • 

His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 

When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 
G  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell  ; 

Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad  ; 

And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 
PSALM  58    Proper  Metre.  M  the  113///  Psalm. 
Warning  to  Magistrates. 

1  ~|  UDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
^5    Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause, 

When  the  oppress'd  before  you  stands  ! 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  sinners  'scape  secure, 

While  gold  and  greatness  bribe  your  hands  * 

2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  known, 
God  is  \  our  Judge,  and  he  alone  ? 

High  in  the  heaven*  his  justice  reigns 


108  PSALM  LIX. 

Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 
To  bind  the  conscience  in  your  chains. 

3  A  poison'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  sharp,  the  poison  strong, 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds  : 
You  hear  no  counsels,  cries,  or  tears; 
•So  the  deaf  adder  stops  her  ears 

Against  the  power  of  charmiug  sounds. 

4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God  ! 
Those  teeth  of  lions  dy*d  in  blood  ; 

And  crush  the  serpents  ii  the  dust : 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  risea 
Before  the  sweeping  tempest  flies, 

So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  lost. 

5  Th1  Almighty  thunders  from  the  sky, 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  sdow  dissolve  and  run, 
Or  snails  that  perish  in  their  slime, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time, 

Vain  births,  that  never,  see  the  sun. 

6  Thus  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  saints  afford  ; 

And  all  that  hear  shall  join  and  say, 
M  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
u  A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 

<(  And  will  their  sufferings  well  repay." 

PSALM  59.     Proper  Metre.     M  the  122d. 

Together  with  some  passages  of  the  53th  omitttd  by  Doctoi 

Watts. 

Complaints  against  Zl.tbeUccos. 

1  /f~kH,  save  thy  servants,  Lord  ! 
^  W     Fulfil  thy  gracious  word, 

For  evil  men  against  us  rise  ; 
Causeless  our  souls  they  hate  ; 
Against  our  lives  thev  wait, 

And  aim  their  malice  at  the  skies. 

2  In  sin  their  hearts  delight  ; 
In  sin  their  hands  unite  ; 

Estrang'd  and  evil,  from  the  womb  ; 
With  lies  their  tongues  begin  ; 
They  grow  in  every  sin, 

Till  down  they  hasten  to  the  tomb- 


PSALM  LIX.  109 

.3  Deaf  to  that  charming  voice, 
That  bids  the  world  rejoice, 

The  Gospel  sound  of  pardoning  love, 
The  calls  of  gentle  peace, 
The  hopes  of  life,  and  bliss, 

And  glory,  in  the  world  above. 

4  Blind  to  those  truths  divine, 
That,  fair  and  lovely,  shine, 

And  teach  the  Godhead  there  alone  j 
Tidings  of  peace  refin'd, 
And  joy  to  all  mankind, 

And  mercy  to  a  world  undone. 

5  They  hate  thy  glory,  Lord, 
They  mock  thy  holy  word  ; 

The  snares  of  death  their  hands  employ  -, 
With  flattery  and  deceit, 
For  souls  they  lie  in  wait, 

And  help  the  fowler  to  destroy. 
PSALM  50.     Proper  Metre,     .is  the  V22d 
Second  Part. 
Miserable  end  of  the  wicked. 

1  ^U^HEX  God  in  wrath  shall  rise, 

^  \     T'  avenge  deceit  and  lies, 
What  anguish  shall  the  wicked  tear  ! 

The  men  that  slight  thy  name, 

That  boast  ot  sin  and  shame, 
And  proudly  cry,  <k  What  God  shall  hear  ■" 

2  Thou  hear'st,  omniscient  Lord, 
Each  curse,  and  idle  word, 

And  all  the  scoffs  of  lips  profane  ; 
And  when  the  night  of  death 
Shall  stop  their  impious  breath, 

Their  souls  shall  seek  for  peace  in  vain. 

3  Then  shall  the  Judge  deride 

fheir  malice,  and  their  pride, 
And  crush  them  with  an  iron  rod  ; 

In  vain  shall  fall  their  tears ; 

In  vain  ascend  their  prayers  ; 

And  they  shall  know  the  ruling  God 
i  Just  as  th*  untimely  birth 

Returns  to  mouldering  earth, 

Or  streams  in  summer  pass  away. 


110  PSALM  LX. 

So  all  their  dreams  of  peace, 
And  promises  of  bliss, 

Shall  vanish  in  that  dreadful  day 
"»  Oh,  how  will  sinners  need 
Ad  Advocate  to  plead, 

Accepted  at  thine  awful  throne  ! 
How  in  that  solemn  hour, 
Will  faith's  transcendent  power 

Outweigh  all  things  beneath  the  sun  ! 
G  Yet  save  their  souls,  O  Lord  ; 
Subdue  them  by  thy  word, 

Though  all  their  powers  oppose  thy  reign  ; 
As  scattered  foes  submit, 
How  them  beneath  thy  feet, 

Xor  let  them  read  thy  wrath  in  Yain. 
PSALM  CO.     1—5,  10—12.     Common  Metre 

On  n  dny  of 'humiliation Jbr  disappointments  in  ivar, 

1  "I    ORB,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  off? 

S  ;•  Must  we  forever  mourn  ? 
Wilt  tliou  indulge  immortal  wrath  ? 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

2  The  terror  of  one  frown  of  thine, 

Melts  all  our  strength  away  ; 
Like  men  that  totter,  drunk  with  wine, 
We  tremble  in  dismay. 

3  Thy  people  shake  beneath  thy  stroke, 

And  dread  thy  threatnir.ghand  ; 
Oh,  heal  the  nation  thou  hast  broke  ! 
Confirm  the  wavering  land. 

4  Lift  up  a  banner  in  the  field, 

For  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
Save  thy  beloved  with  thy  shield, 
And  put  our  foes  to  shame. 

5  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

Like  a  confederate  God  ; 
In  vain  confederate  powers  unite 
Against  thy  lifted  rod. 
0  Our  troop*.  shall  pun  a  wide  renown. 
By  thine  assisting  band  ; 
'Tis  God  that  tn  ads  the  mighty  down, 
And  makes  the  feeble  stand 


PSALM  LX1I.  Ill 

PSALM  61.     1—0.     Short  Metre. 
Scfttrj  in  Cod. 
1  ^K^rHENoverwhelm'd  with  grief, 
f  f        My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless  aud  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  1  lift  miue  eyes. 
!3  Oh,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 
That's  high  above  my  head  ; 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy   wings 
My  shelter  and  my   siuide. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
For  ever  tu  abide  ; 

Thoii  art  the  tower  of  my  defence. 
The  refuge  where  1  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 
PSALM  63.     5—12.    Long  Metre. 

So  trust  in  the   creatures  ;  or,  Faith  in  tlit  divine  grace  cni 
poivtr. 

1    \  f  Y  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 

^  \      My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne  ; 

In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straights, 

My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 
J  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 

Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  foce  : 

When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 

God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 
3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 

The  baser  sort  are  vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 

Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 
+  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trus*. 

Xor  set  your  hearts  on  glittering  drift 

AVhy  will  ye  grasp  the  Meeting  smoke. 

And  not  believe  what  God  bas  spoke  J 
5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 

Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 

"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ; 

"  He  must  be  fearVl  and  trusted  toe." 


112  PSALM  LXIU 

6  For  sovereign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  ; 
Thr  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 

PSALM  63.     1—5.     First  Part.    Com.  Metre 

The  morning  of  a  Lord's  day. 

1  ~¥^  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 

|Pj     I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  hurning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  glory,  and  thy  power, 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine  : 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Xot  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste. 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  her  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing 

PSALM  63.     6—10.     Second  Part.    Com.  Met, 
Midnight  thoughts  recollected. 

1  'fjgnAYAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 

PL      I  thought  upon  thy  power  ; 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  sight, 
Amidst  the  darkest  hour. 

2  My  flesh  lay  resting  on  my  bed, 

My  soul  arose  on  high  ; 
{C  My  God,  my  life,  my  hope,  I  said, 
i(  P»ring  thy  salvation  nigh."      \ 


PSALM  LXTH.  1*3 

My  spirit  labors  up  thy  hill, 

Ami  climbs  the  heavenly  road  ; 
But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  still,    t 

While  I  pursae  my  God. 
Thy  mercy  stretches  o'er  ray  head 

The  shadow  of  thy  wings  ; 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 

My  tongue  awakes  and  sings. 
But  the  destroyers  ef  my  peace 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain  ; 
The  tempter  shall  forever  cease, 

And  all  my  sins  be  slain 
Thy  sword  shall  give  my  foes  to  death, 

And  send  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  eaverns  of  the  earth, 

Or  to  the  deeps  of  hell. 

PSALM  6S.     Long  Metre. 
Longing  after  God ;  or,  The  love  of  God better  than  Irfi:. 

(1  REjAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
tf  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest  : 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 
Thou  Great  and  Good,  thou  Just  and  Wise^. 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties  ; 
Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blocxj. 
With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  ; 
As  travellers  in  thirsty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 
With  early  feet  I  love  t*  appear 
Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face  : 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there, 
Ami  felt  the  power  of  sovereign  grace. 
Not  fruits  nor  wines  that  tempt  our  taste,. 
Nor  all  the  joys  our  senses  know, 

I  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 
Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 
My  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 
Xn  taste  of  pleasure  could  afford  ; 
■  r would  but  a  tiresome  burden  prove. 
h  I  were  banish'd  froia  the  Lord. 


114  PSALM  LXI11. 

7  Amidst  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
When  busy  cares  afflict  my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight. 
And  adds  refreshment  to  my  bed. 

S  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  , 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice. 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 
PSALM  63.     Short  Metre. 
Seeking  God. 

1  "lik /I  Y  God,  permit  my  tongue 

v  &    This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
\nd  let  my  early-  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty,  tainting  soul 
Thy  mercy  does  implore  • 

Not  travellers  in  desert  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  a  place, 

Thy  po*wer  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quickening  grace 
%  For  life  without  thy  love, 
No  relish  can  afford  ; 

No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 
And  praise  thee  while  I  live  : 

Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feast 
Such  food  or  pleasure  give. 

6  In  waketul  hours  of  night, 
I  call  my  Cod  to  mind  : 

I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are. 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help. 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies; 

And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

8  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 
My  soul  in  safety  keeps  : 

I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  steps 


PSALM  LX1V  115 

PSALM  64.     Pi-oper  Metre.     .Is  the  \22d. 
First  . 
A  complaint  agai>ist  evil  companhu*  ;  dtdgrxd  *•/. 
for  l'outh. 

1  ^j  AVE  roe  from  evil  men, 
j^     The  impious  and  profane, 

That  seel  the  faithful  to  destroy  ; 
More  keen  than  pointed  swords, 
They  dart  their  hitter  words, 

To  wound  his  name,  his  hope,  and  joy. 

2  The  pit  and  secret  snare, 

joiii'd  their  hands  prepare, 
And  say,  "  What  God  shall  see  or  hear  ;; 
The  thoughtless,  young,  and  gay, 
Who  tread  that  dangerous  way, 
Shall  find  a  sure  destruction  there 
8  Each  wile  their  hearts  combine, 
To  tempt  the  wretch  to  sin, 

To  curse  and  swear,  to  He  and  steal ; 
Each  crime  with  charms  display, 
And  reason  guilt  away, 

And  strew  with  flowers  the  road  to  helh 
+  The  child,  to  virtue  given^ 

And  train'd  w  ith  care  for  heaven, 

Their  deep  laid  mischiefs  lure  astray; 
With  pangs  a  father  views, 
"With  tears  a  mother  rues, 

Her  son,  her  darling,  made  a  prey. 

PSALM  64.     Proper  Metre.     M  the  \22tl. 

Second  Part. 

Mischiefs  of  tricked  Men  rkt  m*ans  tf  their  oxin  rvjm  ;  and 

of  naming  to  others. 

1  "VE^HEX  men  of  mischief  rise 

f  f       Tri  secret  Vaindt  the  skies, 
Thy  hand  shall  sweep  them  to  the  grave  : 
And  Oh  !  beyond  the  tomb, 
flow  dreadful  is  their  doom, 

AN  here  not  a  hand  is  reaeh'd  to  save  ! 

2  Themselves  their  wiles  shall  snare  ; 
The  pits,  their  hands  prepare, 

Before  their  feet  destruction  spread  ; 
The  slander  they  devise, 
Their  malice  and  their  lies, 

Shall  fall  with  vengeance  on  their  head 


116  PSALM  LXV. 

3  The  world  with  awe  shall  hear  ; 
In  Zion  rebels  fear, 

And  stay  their  hands  from  guilt  and  sin  : 
To  thee  present  their  cry 
To  save  them  ere  they  die, 

And  mark,  and  know,  thy  hand  divine. 

4  With  new  horn  love  and  grace, 
Increasing  faith  and  praise, 

Thy  saints  shall  bid  their  songs  ascend, 
That  truth  and  virtue  find 
In  the  all-ruling  Mind 

To  them,  and  to  their  friends,  a  Friend. 

PSALM  65.     1—5.     First  Part.     Long  Metre 
•  Prayer  and praiie. 

1  rjTHE  praise  ofSion  waits  for  thee, 

My  God  ;  and  praise  becomes  thy  house  : 
There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  O  thou,  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies, 
To  save,  when  humble  sinners  prav  ; 
Ail  lauds  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes-, 
And  islands  of  the  Northern  sea. 

i  Against  my  vvill  my  sins  prevail, 

But  grace  shall  purge  away  theirs! 

The  blood  of  Christ  will  never  fail 

To  wash  my  garments  white  again. 
i  Blest  is  the  man  whom  thou  shalt  choose. 

And  °;ive  him  kind  access  to  thee  ; 

Give  him  a  place  within  thy  house. 

To  tu^te  thy  love  diviuelv  free. 
PAUSE. 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Sir.n  prays  ; 

1,  prepare  for  long  distress  .; 
When  Sinn's  God  himself  an 
In  terror  and  in  righteovssH 
i  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 
What  his  afflicted  saints  request ; 
And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love,  to  ^ive  his  churches  rest. 
Then  shall  the  flocking  nations  run 
To  Sion's  hill,  and  own  their  Lord  ; 
The  rising  and  the  setting  sun 
Shall  -  wit's  name  ador'd 


PSALM  LXY  lir 

PSAlAfft.     5—13.     Second  Part.    Long  Met. 

l):vhie  prozidence  in  air*  earth  and  sea  ;  or.  The  God  $fna* 

tmrtgndgrmct* 

1  fWlHE  God  of  our  salvation  hears 

The  groans  of  Sion  mix'd  with  tears  ; 

Yet  when  lie  comes  with  kind  designs, 

Thro'  all  the  way  his  terror  shines. 
•2  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends, 

Tar  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends, 

Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known, 

By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors,  that  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Address  their  frighted  souls  to  (iod, 
When  tempests  rage,  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreadful  distance  from  the  shore. 

4  He  bids  the  noisy  tempest  cease  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  croud  to  peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves, 
Wild  as  the  wind,  and  loud  as  waves. 

I  Whole  kingdoms,  shaken  by  the  storm. 
He  settles  in  a  peaceful  form  : 
Mountains  establish'd  by  his  hand, 
Firm  on  their  old  foundations  stand. 

6  Behold  his  ensigns  sweep  the  sky, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  fly  , 
The  heathen  lands,  with  swift  surprise, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  rav 
Smiles  in  the  east  and  leads  the  day  ; 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills. 

8  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice  ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  drestin  flowers. 

9  'Tis  from  his  watery  stores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirsty  ground  supply  : 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  dispense. 

10  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field  ; 
Abundant  food  the  vallies  yield  ; 
The  valiiesshout  with  cheerful  voice, 
Ami  neighbouring  hilis  repeat  their  joys. 


118  PSALM  L*V. 

11  The  pastures  smile  in  green  array  ; 
There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play  ;• 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 
Each  in  his  language  speaks  thy  name. 

12  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine  ; 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  shine  ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear  ; 
Great  God  !  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 
PSALM  65.     First  Part.     Common  Metre. 

A  prayer  tearing  God.  and  the  Gentiles  called. 

1  T|RA1SE  waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee  ; 

There  shall  our  vows  be  paid  i 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray, 
All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 

2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail  ; 

But  pardoning  grace  is  thine  ; 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  skill 
To  conquer  every  sin. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face  ; 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  house^ 

To  feast  upou  th\  grace, 
i  In  answering  what  thy  church  requests, 

Thy  truth  and  terror  shine  ; 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 

Fulfil  thy  kind  design. 
5  Thus  shall  the  woudering  nations  see 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just  ; 
And  distant  islands  fly  to  thee, 

And  make  thy  uame  their  trust. 

0  They  dread  thy  glittering  tokens,  Lord, 

When  signs  in  heaven  appear  ; 
But  they  shall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM  65.     Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 

The  providence  if  God  in  air,  earth,  andsea  ;  or,  The  blessing 
of  rain. 

1  'pTSFJS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

J|   God  of  eternal  power  ; 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roaF. 


PSALM  L.W  IH 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade, 
Successive  comforts  bring  ; 
[Tlf  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

>  Seasons,  and  times,  and  moons,  and  hounfc 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine  ! 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine. 
I  Those  wandering  cisterns  in  the  sky, 
Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
With  watery  treasures  well  supply 

The  furrows  of  the  ground. 
The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appeal*  : 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 
PSALM  05.     Third  Part.    Common  Metre' 
Tiic  blessings  of  the  spring  :  or,  God  give*  rain. 
A  Psalin  for  the  husbandman. 

1  £  1  OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
\  T     Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Visits  the  pastures  every  spring, 

And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  thy  command, 
Their  watery  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

>  The  softenM  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring  ; 
The  Tallies  rich  provision  yield, 
And  the  poor  laborers  sing. 
\  The  little  bills  on  every  side 
Rejoice  at  falling  showers  ; 
The  meadows,  dress'd  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 
\  The  barren  clods,  refreshed  with  rain, 
Promise  a  joyful  crop  ; 
Thy  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 
6  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowils  • 
How  bounteous  are  thy  ways! 


120  PSALM  LXV. 

The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 

And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 
PSALM  65.     Proper  Metre.     As  the  l48f//. 
TJie providence  of  God  in  tlve  seasons, 
X  TJ  Q^r  pleasing  is  thy  voice, 
g  £  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
That  bids  the  frosts  retire, 
And  wakes  the  lovely  spring  ! 

The  rains  return, 

The  ice  distils, 

And  plains  and  hills 

Forget  to  mourn. 

2  The  lofty  mountains  stand, 
Establish'd  by  thine  arm  ; 
Thy  voice  the  ocean  stills, 
The  tumult,  and  the  storm. 

Thro'  earth  and  skies 
With  terror  spread, 
Thy  tr»kens  dread 
AH  lands  surprise. 

3  The  morn,  with  glory  crown'd_. 
Thy  hand  arrays  in  smiles  ; 
Thou  bidd'stthe  eve  decline, 
Ilejoicing,  o'er  the  hills. 

Soft  suns  ascend  ; 
The  mild  wind  blows; 
And  beauty  glows 
To  earth's  far  end. 

4  Thou  mak'st  the  pastures  green  ; 
Thou  call'st  the  flocks  abroad  ; 
The  springing  corn  proclaim* 
The  footsteps  of  our  God. 

Both  bird  and  beast 
Partake  thy  care, 
And,  happy,  share 
The  general  feast. 

5  Thy  showers  make  soft  the  fields  ; 
On  every  side  behold 

The  ripening  harvests  wave 
Their  loads  of  richest  gold  ! 

The  laborers  sing 

"With  cheerful  voice  ; 


Psalm  LXVJ  121 

And,  blest,  rejoice 
In  God,  their  King. 
t)  The  thunder  is  his  voici   ; 
Hi8  arrows  blazing  fires  ; 
He  glows  in  yonder  sun, 
smiles  in  starry  choirs. 
The  balmy  breeze 
His  breath  perfumes ; 
His  beauty  blooms 
In  flowers*  and  trees. 

1  life  he  clothes  the  spring  j 
The  earth  with  summer  warms  ; 
He  spreads  th'  autumnal  feast, 
And  rides  in  wintry  storms. 
His  gifts  divine 

1  all  appear, 
And  round  the  year 
His  glories 

PSALM  GG.    First  Part.     Common  Metre. 

wer  and  goodness  ;  or,  Our  graces  i 
afflictions. 


s' 


1ING,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
„  7  Sing  with  a  joyful  noise  ; 
mnd  record 
His  honors,  ami  your  joys. 
I  Say  to  the  power  that  shakes  the  sky, 

"  How  terrible  art  thou  ' 
\    "  Sinners  before  thy  presence  fly, 

)r  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 
I  [Gome,  see  the  wonders  of  our  God  ; 
How  glorious  are  his  ways  ! 
In  Moses'  hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  seas. 
•  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  drv, 
While  Israel  pass'd  the  flood  ; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy, 

triumph  in  their  God.] 
He  rules  by  his  resistless  might : 

Will  rebel  mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
tempt  that  dreadful  war 


122  PSALM  LXVII. 

6  Oh,  bless  our  God,  and  never  cease  ! 

Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise  ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  suffering  sofdfe, 

To  make  our  graces  shine  : 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

8  Thro'  watery  deeps  and  fiery  ways 

We  march  at  thy  command  ; 
Led  to  possess  the  promis'd  place 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

PSALM  66.  13—20.  Second  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Praise  to  Godjov  hearing  prayer. 
i  "VOW  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 
J^j      To  that  almighty  Power, 
Who  heard  the  long  requests  1  made 
In  my  distressful  hour. 
2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known  : 
Come,  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  hath  done. 
,3  "When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell, 
I  sought  his  heavenly  aid  : 
Hesav'd  my  sinking  soul  from  hell, 
And  death's  eternal  shade. 

4  If  sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart 

While  prayer  employ 'd  my  tongue. 
The  Lord  had  shewn  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

5  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  blest) 

Hath  set  my  spirit  free, 
Xor  turfi'd  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turo'd  his  heart  from  me. 

PSALM  67.    Common  Metre. 
T'te  tufbiti prosperity ,  and  the  church's  increase. 
1    CjHINE  on  our  land,  Jehovah,  shine, 
i)     With  beams  of  heavenly  grace  i 
Reveal  thy  power  thro'  all  our  coasts, 
And  shew  thy  smiling  face 


PSALM  LXVIH 

9    11-  re  fix  thy  throno  exalted  high, 
And, 

And,  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 

Surround  thy  favorite  land.] 
j   When  shall  thy  name,  from  shore  to  si 
Sound  ail  the  earth  abroad, 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

4  Sing  to  the  Lor<l.  'and*, 

Sing  loud  with  solemn  voice  ; 
Let  thankful  tongues  exalt  his  praise, 
And  thankful  heart*  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  i^re^t  Lord,  the  sovereign  Judge, 

That  sits  entbron'd  above, 

,v  commands  the  worlds  he  made, 
Injustice  and  in  love. 

th  shall  confess  her  maker's  hand, 
And  yield  a  full  increase  ; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land 
With  fruitfulness  and  peace. 
7  God,  the  Redeemer,  scatters  round 
His  choicest  favors  here  ; 
While  the  creation's  utmost  bound 
Shall  see,  adore,  and  fear. 
PSALM  GS.  First  Pan.  1—6,32—35.  Long  Met 


L 


t.nd compassion  of  Cxi. 
I  aribe  in  ail  his  might, 


And  put  the  tioops  of  hell  to  fiight  ; 
As  smoke,  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies, 
Before  the  rising  tempest  flies. 
52  He  comes  array'd  in  burning  names  ; 
Justice  and  vengeance  are  his  name*  . 
Behold  his  fainting  fo^s  expire 
Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire. 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  thro'  the  sky 
His  name  Jehovah  sounds  on 

Sing  to  his  name,  ye  so- 

Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 

4  The  widow  and  the  f  therless 
Fly  to  Kio  aid  in  sharp  'list: 

In  him  the  poor  and  helpless  find 
A  Judge  thar's  just,  a  Father  kinc1. 


124  PSALM  LXV11I. 

5  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chaiii. 
And  prisoners  see  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels,  that  dispute  his  win, 
Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 
PAUSE. 

G  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song  ; 
His  wonderous  names  and  powers  rehearse  , 
His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

7  He  shakes  the  heavens  with  loud  alarms  ; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms  ! 

In  Israel  are  his  mercies  known, 
Israel  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

8  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest ; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest ; 

*    When  terrors  rise,  and  nations  faint, 

God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 
PSALM  68.  17,  18.    Second  Part.  Long  Metre, 
Christ's  ascension  and  the  gift  oftlie  Spirit. 

1  ~jT   ORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 

|  J  Ten  thousand  angels  fili'd  the  sky  ; 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  , 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

'3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captive  mud-, 
AVere  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 
PSALM  68.     Third  Part.     19,  9,  20,  CI,  2£ 
Long  Metre. 

Praise  for  temporal  blessings  ;  or.  Common  and  special  mcr~ 

ties. 
1   "1^X7^  biess  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good, 
*  j      Who  fills  our  hearts  writh  joy  and  food  ; 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  supplies  : 


PSALM  LXIX.  1J5 

2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
He  bids  the  clouds  m  ith  plenteous  rain, 
Refresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death  : 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong, 

He  heals  the  weak,  and  guards  the  strong 

4  He  makes  the  saint  and  sinner  prove 
The  common  blessings  of  his  love  : 
But  the  wide  difference  that  remains 
Is  endless  joy  and  endless  pains. 

5  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  serpent's  Lea if, 
On  all  the  serpent's  seed  shall  tread  ; 
The  stubborn  sinner's  hope  confound, 
And  smite  him  with  a  lasting  wound. 

6  But  his  right  hand  his  saints  shall  raise 
From  the  deep  earth  or  deeper  seas  ; 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above  ; 
There  shall  they  taste  his  special  love. 

PSALM  69.     1—14.     First  Part.    Com.  Metre. 
The  t    '  .'.f.r  our  snlvaiior.. 

^AYK  me,  O  God,  the  swelling  floods 
"  Break  in  upon  my  soul  : 
♦f  I  sink,  and  sorrows  o'er  my  head 
"  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 
2  "  I  cry  'till  all  my  voice  is  gone, 
"  In  tears  I  waste  the  day  : 
"  My  Gq  v  longing  ei 

i  r\i.n  thy  delay. 
re  my  soul  without  a  fa 
'•'  And  still  their  number  grows, 
"  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
u  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

!",as  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 
u  That  men  could  never  pay, 
M  And  crave  those  honors  to  thy  law, 
'•'  Which  sinners  took  away." 
5  Thus,  in  the  great  Messiah's  name, 
The  royal  prophet  mourns  ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  give-.  .ns. 


« 


126  PSALM  LXIX. 

C  "  Now  shall  the  saints  rejoice,  and  find 
"  Salvation  in  ray  nr.me  ; 
"  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
"  Of  sorrow,  pain  and  shame. 

7  "  Grief  like  a  garment  clothed  me  round, 

"  And  sackcloth  was  my  dress, 
"While  I  procur'd  for  naked  souls 
"  A  robe  of  righteousness. 

8  "  Amorsg  my  brethren  and  the  Jews 

"  I  like  a  stranger  stood  ; 
"  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 
"  The  Gentiles  near  to  God, 

9  "  I  came  in  sinful  mortals'  stead, 

"  To  do  my  Father's  will  ; 
"  Yet  when  I  cleans'd  my  Father's  house, 
**  They  scandaliz'd  my  zeal. 

10  "  My  fasting  and  my  holy  groans 

"  Were  made  the  drunkard's  song  ; 
"  But  God  from  his  celestial  throne 
"  Hear'd  my  complaining  tongue. 

11  "  He  sav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep, 

"  Nor  let  my  soul  be  drown'd  ; 
"  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  sinking  feet 
"  On  well  establish'd  ground. 

12  "  'Twas  in  a  most  accepted  hour 

"  Mv  prayer  arose  on  high  ; 
"  And  for  my  sake  my  God  shall  hear 
"  The  dying  sinner's  cry." 
PSALM  69.'  14— 21,  26,  29,  32.     Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
The.  pea&on  ami  exaltation  of  Christ. 

1  IkTOW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear, 

1%      And  mournful  pleasure,  sing 
The  sufferings  of  our  ^reat  High  Priest, 
The  sorrows  of  our  King. 

2  He  sinks  in  floods  of  deep  distress  ; 

How  high  the  waters  rise  ! 
WThile  to  his  heavenly  Father's  ear 
He  sends  perpetual  cries. 
%  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  save  thy  Son. 
"  Nor  hide  thy  shining  face  ; 


PSALM  LXIX.  127 

*  Why  should  thy  favourite  look  like  one 
«  Forsaken  of  thy  grace  ? 

With  rage  they  persecute  the  m«n 
M  That  groans"  beneath  thy  -wound  ; 

•  While  for  a  sacrifice  I  pour 
M  My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  "  They  tread  my  honor  to  the  dust, 
"  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
*  Their  sharp  insulting  slanders  add 
"  Fresh  anguish  to  my  pain. 
fl  «  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 
u  The  scandal  and  the  shame  ; 
M  Reproaches  break  my  bleeding  heart, 
u  And  lies  defile  my  name. 

7  "  I  look  for  pity,  but  in  rain  ; 

"  My  kindred  are  my  grief; 
"  I  ask"  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
"  But  meet  with  no  relief. 

8  "  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirst, 

"  They  give  me  gall  for  food  ; 
%i  And  sporting  with  rny  dying  groans. 
'•  They  triumph  in  my  blood. 

9  "  Shine  in  to  my  distressed  soul ; 

M  Let  thy  compassion  save  ; 
"  And,  tho'  my  flesh  sink  down  to  death, 
"  Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 

10  "  I  shall  arise  to  praise  thy  name, 

11  And  reign  in  worlds  unknown  ; 
"  And  thy  salvation,  O  my  God, 
"  Shall  seat  me  on  thy  throne." 
PSALM  69.     Third  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Christ's  obedience  and  death  ;  or,  God  glorified  and  sinners 

saved. 
1  X^ATHER,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace  ; 
(^    I  bless  my  Saviour's  name  : 
He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 
1  His  deep  distress  hruh  rais'd  us  high, 
Hit  duty  and  his  zeal 
VnlfiU'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
\nd  finish'q  all  thy  will. 


128  PSALM  LXIX. 

S  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs, 
Shall  better  please  my  God, 
Than  harp's  or  trumpet's  solemn  sound, 
Thau  goats'  or  bullocks'  blood. 

4  This  shall  his  humble  followers  see, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  forever  blest. 

5  Let  heaven  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  voices  raise  ; 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t*  advance  the  praise. 
€  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God  ; 
Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates  ; 
And  glory,  purcbas'd  by  his  blood, 
For  thine  own  Israel  waits. 
PSALM  69.    First  Part.    Long  Metre . 
Christ's  passion  and  sinner's  salvation. 

1  ~|T>EEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
Jf_P    ^ fte  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord  : 
Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 

To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath  ; 
While  hosts  of  hell,  and  powers  of  death, 
And  all  the  sons  of  malice,  join 

To  execute  their  curs'd  design. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  ; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Sou 
AtcnM  for  sins  which  we  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  law  restor'd  : 
His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies,  not  his  own. 

5  Oh,  for  his  sake,  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  ! 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Xor  shall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 

PSALM  69.   7,&e.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Christ?*  sufferings  and  zeal. 
1  'pT^fWAS  for  my  sake,  eternal  God, 
J_   Thy  Son  sustain'd  thai  heavy  load 


\LM  LXX.  12§ 

ij;«se  reproach  and  sore  disgrace, 
And  shame  defilM  his  sacred  face. 

2  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  thatcheek'd  their  sin  : 
While  he  fulfilled  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  hut  without  a  cause. 

3  ["  My  Father's  house,  said  he,  was  made 
"  A  place  for  worship,  not  for  trade  ;" 
Then,  scattering  all  their  gold  and  brass, 
He  scourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place." 

i  [Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
ConsumM  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood  ; 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 
He  felt,  and  mourn 'd  them  as  his  own.] 
-  friends  forsook,  his  followers  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  surround  his  head  ; 
They  curse  him  with  a  slanderous  tongue, 
And  the  false  judge  maintains  the  wixmg.] 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blasphemies  ; 
They  nail  him  to  the  shameful  tree  : 
There  hung  the  man  that  dy'd  for  me. 

7  Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  stones, 
Insult  his  piety  and  groans  : 

Gall  was  the  fowl  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  thirst  with  vinegar.] 
$  But  God  beheld  ;  and  from  his  throne 
Mark'd  out  the  men  that  hate  his  Son  : 
The  hand  that  rais'dhim  from  the  dead, 
pour  doe  vengeance  on  their  head. 

PSALM  70.     Long  Metre. 
Paraphrased  together  with  several  othtr  passages  i 
tun. 
Aprm/er  oft/if.  Church  for  (he  presence  of 
1   £\  THOU,  whose  hand  the  kingdom  swavs, 
\y     Whom  earth,  and  hell,  and  heaven  obeys, 
To  help  thy  chosen  sons  appear, 
And  shew  thy  power  and  glory  here  ! 
%  V\  bile  stupid  wretches,  sunk  in  sleep, 
Slide  onward  to  the  fiery  deep, 
To  sense,  and  sin,  and  madness,  gi 
Believe  no  hell,  and  w  ish  no  heaven  ; 
F  2 


130  PSALM  LXXI. 

3  While  fools  deride,  while  foes  oppress, 
And  Zion  mourns  in  deep  distress ; 

Her  friends  withdraw,  her  foes  grow  bold, 
Truth  fails,  and  love  is  waxen  cold  ; 

4  Oh,  haste,  with  every  gift  inspir'd, 
With  glory,  truth,  and  grace,  attir'd, 
Thou  Star  of  heaven's  eternal  morn  ; 
Thou  Sun,  whom  beams  divine  adorn  ! 

5  Assert  the  honor  of  thy  name  ; 
O'erwhelm  thy  foes  with  fear  and  shame  ; 
Bid  them  beneath  thy  footstool  lie, 

Nor  let  their  souls  forever  die. 

6  Saints  shall  be  glad  before  thy  face, 
And  grow  in  love,  and  truth,  and  grace, 
Thy  church  shall  blossom  in  thy  sight, 
Andfruts  of  peace  and  pure  delight. 

7  Oh,  hither,  then,  thy  footsteps  bend  ; 
Swift  as  a  roe,  from  hills  descend ; 
Mild  as  the  Sabbath's  cheerful  ray, 
'Till  life  unfolds  eternal  day  ! 

PSALM  71.     5—9.     First  Part.     Com.  Metre. 
Tfte  aged  saint's  reflection  and  hope. 

1  Ik  /J Y  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
J  ▼  JL     I  uve  upon  thy  truth  ; 

Thv  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthen'd  all  my  youth, 

2  My  flesh  was  fashion'd  by  thy  power 

With  all  these  limbs  of  mine  ; 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  hath  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year ; 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  re'main, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine 
When'er  thy  servant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line  thy  praise. 


PSALM  LXXT.  151 

PSALM  71.    15, 14, 16,  23,  22,  24.    Second  pari. 
Common  M»-trr. 
£'im/  our  strength  and  rightemn: 
1    m  JY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
▼  |_     When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end. 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 
•J  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 
Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 
And,  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first. 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 
3-  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celestial  road  ; 
And  march  w  ith  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  my  Father  God. 

4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness.. 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King  ! 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  [My  tongue  shall  all  the  day  proclaim 

Sly  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
His  death  hath  brought  my  foes  to  shame, 
And  sav'd  me  by  his  blood.] 

7  Aw  ake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers  : 

With  this  delightful  song 
I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Nor  think  the  season  long. 
PSALM  71.    17—21.    Third  part.    Com.  Metre. 

The  aged  Chi  1st  ion's  prayer  and  *ong  ;  or,  Olda^e,  dflftft, 
and  the  resvi  ■ 

1  g^i  OD  of  my  childhood,  a^d  my  youth, 
°T     The  guide  of  all  my  days, 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

2  Wilt  ihou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  I 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  veal's, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depait  i 


132  PSALM  LXXII. 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  a£e  ; 
And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
Oh,  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath, 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  ! 
PAUSE. 

5  Thy  righteousness  is  deep  and  high, 

Unsearchable  thy  deeds ; 
Thy  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  ray  praise  exceeds. 

6  Oft  fiave  I  heard  thy  threatenings  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief; 
But  when  thy  hand  hath  prest  me  sore, 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  sovereign  power  to  save  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 
S  When  I  lie  bun  'd  deep  in  dust, 
My  flesh  shall  be  thy  care  ; 
These  withering  limbs  with  thee  I  trust, 

To  raise  them  strong  and  fair. 
PSALM  T2.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
T/'w  Kingdom  of  Christ. 
I    £"i  RE  AT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
%  ~W  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 
c2  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heaven  submits  to  his  commands  ; 
His  justice  shall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  just, 
And  tread6  the  oppressor  in  the  dust ; 
His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last, 
'Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  past 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mgwn, 
So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down  : 


PSALM  LXX1I. 

His  grace  on  fainting  souls  di 
like  liearenlj  dew  on  thirst] 

.">  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  OTesspeading  death, 

,ve  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 

6  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  d. 
Drest  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  prais 
Peace,  like  a  river  from  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

PSALM  72.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre 

|r?4  kingdom  among  r 

ESUS  sliall  reign  where'er  the  sun 


j 


Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  [Behold  the  islands  with  their  kings, 
And  Europe  her  best  tribute  brings  ; 
From  North  to  South  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Persia,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  shines  in  eastern  gold  ; 
And  barbarous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.] 

i  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  : 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  Infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

6  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains  ; 
The  weaty  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

7  [Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  cui-se  are  known  no  more  ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

than  their  father  lost. 


154  PSALM  LXXII. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise,  and  bring. 

Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 

Angels  descend  -with  songs  again, 

And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen.'] 
PSALM  72.     Proper  Metre.     JU  the  nexv  oGV//, 

The  glory  of  Christ,  mid  of/iis  Kingdom. 
1   f~\  Thou,  whose  sceptre  earth  and  seas  obey, 

"  y  And  skies,k  stars,&  suns,confess  thy  sway, 
No'.v  to  thy  Son  th'  immortal  kingdom  give  ; 
In  him  command  a  ruin'd  world  to  live  ; 
O'er  every  realm  his  mighty  sway  extend, 
And  bid  o'er  every  throne  his  throne  ascend. 
'2  O'er  all  created  names  his  glories  shine  ; 
Supreme  his  beauty,  and  his  grace  divine  ; 
Fairer  than  thrones,  &  powers,  &  seraphs  bright, 
The  realms  of  nature,  and  the  world  of  light ; 
The  King  of  Kings,  the  Prince  to  angels  given, 
Lord  of  the  world,  and  heir  divine  of  heaven. 
5  His  glorious  hand  shall  hold  a  righteous  sway, 
Th'  oppressor  tremble,  and  the  proud  obey  ;* 
The  fi-iendless  poor  immortal  treasures  know  ; 
The  weary  M  bosom  rc?t  from  every  woe  ; 
The  houseless  wanderer  find  ablest  abode, 
The  soul  a  ransom,  and  the  saint  a  God. 

4  Fair  as  the  tree  of  life  his  saints  shall  rise, 
Kedeenvd  from  death,  and  violence,  and  lies, 
Lov'd  by  his  soul,  as  precious  sons  are  lov'd, 
Glorious  askings,  as  spotless  priests  approv'd  : 
On  joyful  hills  shall  truth  and  justice  grow,  [flow. 
And  peace  in  spreading  streams  the  world  o'er- 

5  Thro'  endless  years  his  glory  shall  extend  ; 
For  him  increasing  prayers  to  heaven  ascend  ; 
To  heaven  his  name  from  every  region  rise, 
More  sweet  than  incense  cheers  the  morning  skies, 
To  hi  in  all  lands  a  song  of  rapture  raise, 

And  lisping  infants  join  their  artless  praise. 
G  Aa  springs  mild  showers  refreslnthe  thirsty  plain, 
As  cloudless  sons  succeed  the  genial  rain, 
So,  shall  his  influence  earth's  sad  face  renew, 
Where  the  scant  seed  his  faithful  laborers  strew  : 
~L\kc  towering  graves,  behold  the  harvest  rise, 
like  Lebanon,  and  reach  the  skies  ! 


PSALM  IAXIII.  135 

7  From  shore  to  shore  shall  stretch  his  boundless 
His  boundless  blessings  flow  to  every  sea  :  [sway  ; 

round  his  altars  suppliant  kings  attend  ; 
Before  his  throne  obedient  nations  bend  : 
To  him  their  tribute  distant  realms  untold. 
Her  spices  India,  aud  Peru  her  gold  ! 

8  See  springs  of  life  in  thirsty  deserts  How, 
And  savage  tribes  tir  immortal  Saviour  kne^  , 
Prostrate  in  dust,  his  humble  foes  shall  lie, 
Or  send  their  hymns  of  transport  to  the  sky  ; 
And  each  blest  land  rehearse  his  praises  o'er, 
Till  moons  shall  walk  their  evening  round  no  more 
i»  In  him  the  curse  in  houndless  Miss  shall  end  ; 
From  evil  good,  from  darkness  light,  ascend  ; 
Diviner  glories  to  mankind  be  given, 

A  nobler  nature  and  a  fairer  heaven  : 
l*?t  earth,  let  saints,  that  seek  his  bright  abode, 
Resound  his  praise,  and  bless  their  Father,  God 
PSALM  73.     First  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Afflicted  SainU  }ici:>pij y  end prospaons  Sir,ners  cv.rv^- 
1   ^V*  OW  I'm  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
A^j      To  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
Yet  once  my  foolish  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  border'd  on  despair. 
fl  I  griev'd  to  seethe  wicked  thrive, 
And  spoke  with  angry  breath, 
"  How  pleasant  and  profane  they  live  ! 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  death  ! 
3  "  With  well  fed  flesh  and  haughty  eyes 
"  They  lay  their  fears  to  sleep  ; 
M  Against  the  heavens  their  slanders  rise. 
"  \\  hile  saints  in  silence  weep, 
-i  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
"  And  cleanse  my  heart  in  vain, 
"  For  I  am  chasten'd  all  the  day  ; 
"  The  night  renews  my  pain." 
6  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaint, 
I  felt  my  heart  reprove  : 
"  Sure  I  shall  thus  offend  thy  saints, 
"  And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 
o  But  still  I  found  my  doubts  too  harJ. 
The  conflict  too  severe, 


136  PSALM  LXX1II. 

"Till  I  retir'd  to  search  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  secrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  some  prophetic  glass, 

I  saw  the  sinner's  feet 
High  mounted  on  a  slippery  place, 
Beside  a  fiery  pit. 

8  I  heard  the  wretcli  profanely  boast, 

'Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell  ; 
His  honors  in  a  dream  were  lost, 
And  he  awak'd  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was  ! 

How  like  a  thoughtless  beast  ! 
Thus  to  suspect  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  blest. 

10  Yet  was  I  kept  from  full  despair, 

Upheld  by  power  unknown  : 
That  blessed  hand,  that  broke  the  snare, 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 
PSALM  73.    23—28.     Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
God  our  portion  lie  re  arid  hereafter. 
i    g^i  OD,  my  supporter,  and  my  hope, 
^  TJ"     My  help  forever  near  ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 
2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet, 
Thro'  this  dark  wilderness; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 
S  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 
'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode. 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  nay  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  Behold,  the  sinners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol-gods  they  love- 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry- 


PSALM  LXXII1.  M 

t>  Hut  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  Got], 
II  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  Uiy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

PSALM  73.     2-2,  3,  6,  17— CO.     Long  M 
Tte  prosperity  of  sinners  cursed. 
1   IT    ORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  Iv 

I  4    To  mourn  and  murmur  and  repine, 
e  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high. 

In  pride  and  robes  of  honor  shine  ! 
8  But,  Oh,  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  ' 

Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so  : 

On  slippery  rocks  I  see  them  stand, 

And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

3  Xow  let  them  boast  how  tall  they  rise, 
I'll  never  envy  them  again  ; 

There  they  may  stand  with  haughty  eyes, 
"fill  they  plunge  deep  in  endless  pain. 

4  Their  fancy'd  joys,  how  fast  they  flee  ! 
Just  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes  ; 
Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 

iw  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  u  ine, 
Too  dear  to  purchase  -with  my  blood  , 
1  ord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
M\  liff,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 

PSALM  73.     Short  Metre. 

Themysic 
1    QUi{L  there's  a  righteous  God, 
^    Nor  is  religion  vain  ; 

men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

v  the  wicked  rise, 
And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
W  bite  hanghty  fools  with  scornful  ej 
4n  robes  of  honor  shine. 

r  amper'd  with  wanton  ease, 
Their  fiesh  looks  full  and  fair  ; 

Ith  roV'6  in  like  flowing  s*?rc. 
Abu  grovi  without  the;:  care; 


138  PSALM  LXXIV. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 
That  pious  souls  endure, 

Through  all  their  life  oppression  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blaspheme 
The  everlasting  God  : 

Their  malice  blasts  the  good  man's  name. 
And  spreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  1  with  flowing  tears 
Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rise  ; 

"  Is  there  a  God  that  sees  or  hears 
"  The  things  below  the  skies  ?"] 

7  The  tumults  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  suspense, 

'Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought. 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

8  Thy  word  with  light  and  power 
Did  my  mistakes  amend  ; 

I  view'd  the  sinner's  life  before, 
But  here  I  learn 'd  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  slippery  steep 
The  thoughtless  wretches  go  ; 

And,  Oh,  that  dreadful  fiery  deep, 
That  waits  their  fall  below  ! 

10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  ; 
I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

PSALM  74.     Common  Metre. 
T/ie  church  pleading  with  God  under  sore  persecution* 

1  ^1^/TLL  God  forever  cast  us  off  ? 

Vf'       His  wrath  forever  smoke 
Against  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  chosen  flock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes  so  dearly  bought 

With  their  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
Nor  let  thy  Sion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  stood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  haste  ; 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  waste 
Is  made  within  thy  walls, 


\LM   l.XXIV.  139 

4  Wh  J  churches  pray'd  aud  sang, 

Thy  foes  profanely  roar  : 
Over  thy  gates  their  ensigns  hang, 
Sad  tokens  of  their  power. 

5  How  are  the  seats  of  worship  broke  ! 

They  tear  the  buildings  down  ; 
And  he  that  deals  the  heaviest  stroke, 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flame s  they  threaten  to  destroy 

Thy  children  in  their  nest : 
M  Come  let  us  burn  at  once,  they  cry, 
"  The  temple  and  the  priest." 

7  And  still  to  heighten  our  distress, 

Thy  presence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  signs  of  power  and  grace, 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

8  No  prophet  speaks  to  calm  our  woes, 

The  best,  the  wisest  mourn  ; 
And  not  a  friend,  nor  promise,  shows 
The  time  ot  thy  return. 
'  PAUSE. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long, 

Shall  men  of  pride  blaspheme  ! 
Shall  saints  be  made  their  endless  soi.g.. 
A;  d  bear  immortal  shame  ? 

10  Canst  thou  forever  sit  and  hear 

Thine  holy  name  profan'd  ? 
And  still  thy  jealousy  forbear, 
And  still  withhold  thine  hand  ? 

1 1  What  strange  deliverance  hast  thou  shown 

In  ages  long  before  ? 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
Xo  other  God  adore. 

12  Thou  didst  divide  the  raging  sea, 

By  thy  resistless  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wonderous  way, 
And  then  secure  their  flight. 

13  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine, 

The  darkness  sod 
Didst  thou  not  bid  the  morning  shine, 
And  mark  the  sun  his  way  : 

14  Hath  not  thy  power  formed  every  coast. 

A»;d  set  the  earth  its  bounds, 


140  PSALM  LXXV. 

With  summer's  heat  and  winter's  frost, 
In  their  perpetual  rounds  P 

15  And  shall  the  sons  of  earth  and  dust 

That  sacred  power  blaspheme  ? 
Will  net  thine  hand,  that  form'd  them  first, 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  name  ? 

1 6  Think  on  the  covenant  thou  hast  made, 

And  all  thy  words  of  love  ; 

Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade, 

And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

17  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 

And  make  our  hope  their  jest  ; 
Plead  thy  own  cause,  almighty  God! 
And  give  thy  children  rest. 
PSALM  75.     Proper  Metre.     As  the  new  50th. 
Giroertanentfrom  God  alone. 
A  Psalm  for  a  General  Election. 

1  fipHY  praise,0  Lord, our  thankful  songs  renew 

JL  Thy  present  name  thy  worksof  wonder  shew, 
Thy.  glorious  works  of  wisdom,  power  and  grace, 
Thy  sovereign  blessings  to  our  favor 'd  race; 
The  ruling  God,  our  peace  and  freedom  prove. 
And  the  glad  tidings  of  forgiving  love. 

2  While  from  thy  hand  our  rulers  take  their  power, 
Give  them  thy  greatness  humbly  to  adore, 
With  hearts  sincere  to  hold  a  righteous  sway, 
Bid  justice  triumph,  and  the  proud  obey, 
Defend  the  poor,  debasing  bribes  disdain, 
Avenge  bold  wrongs,  nor  wield  the  sword  in  vain. 

3  While  round  all  realms  wide  dissolution's  roll'd. 
Give  them  the  pillars  of  the  earth  t'  uphold, 
The  meek;  the  wise,  the  faithful,  and  the  just, 
And  tread  the  vile  oppressor  in  the  dust  ; 

To  seek  thy  name,  to  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
And  spread  thro'  earth  the  victories  of  thy  word. 

4  Give  them  the  public  weal  alone  to  prize, 
And  each  base  purpose  nobly  to  despise  ; 

To  bid  pure  knowledge  round  our  borders  shine ; 
And  cheer  the  rising  race  with  beams  divine  ; 
Examples  bright  of  piety  display, 
And  charm  our  sons  to  tread  that  lovely  way. 

5  Teach  them  that  greatness,pcwer&placearethiue, 
Gifts  from  thy  hand,  bestow'd  for  ends  divine  : 


PSALM  LXXVI.  141 

kind  are  given, 
To  shower  the  good, and  build  the  c- 
From  thee  a  rich  reward  the  faithful  kt 

The  faithless  hasten  to  distinguish'd  woe. 
6  Thou  art  the  Judge  ;  thy  sceptre  ml 
by  command  the  just  to  glory  ri 

fearful  vengeance  guilty  wretches  share, 
Drink  the  last  dregs,  and  plunge  in  deep  d 
To  thy  great  name  our  rapturd  songs  shall  raise 

^nble  tribute  of  immortal  praise. 

PSALM  76.     Common  Metre. 
lit ael  saved,  and  the  Assyrians  destroyed  ;  or.  Getfs  «tj- 

• 
1   ~|~X  .lu d ah,  God  of  old  was  known  ; 
I      His  name  in  Israel  great ; 
u  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne,  # 

And  Zion  was  his  seat. 
•  ong  the  praises  of  his  saints, 
H       I  welling  there  he  chose  ; 
There  he  receiv'd  the  just  complaints, 
Against  their  hr.  . 

rd, 
roke  the  threatening  spear  ; 
bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  sword, 
d  crush:dth'  Assyrian   . 
That  are  the  earth'-  Ise, 

But  might; 

pp'dthebrc 

1 'tains  and  their  bands  ; 
The  men  of  mL  in  death, 

And  never  found  their  hands. 
bake,  O  J*c 
i.orse  andehario*  1 
i  the  terrors    - 
Thy  vengeance  i  ho  a 
7  Vhat  power  can  stand  before  thv  ii 
When  one 

The  e 

Cor- 


142  PSALM  LXXVII. 

The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise. 
And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 
9  [Vow  to  the  Lord    and  tribute  bring  ; 
Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown  ; 

His  terror  shakes  the  proudest  king, 

And  cuts  an  army  dov.u. 
JO  The  thunder  of  his  sharp  rebuke 

Our  haughty  .foes  shall  feel  ; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forsook, 

But  dwells  in  Zion  still.] 

PSALM  77.    Firs*  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Melancholy  timmking,  and  hepeprtmd 

1  fT^O  God  I  ery'd  with  mournful  voice, 

^    I  sought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  sad  day  when  troubles  rose, 
And  fiil'd  the  night  with  fear. 

2  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 

My  sou!  reftis  d  relief; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  just  and  wise, 
But  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 

3  Stil!  I  complain'd,  and  still  oppress 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  rec*. 

And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 
i  My  overwhelming  sorrows  grew, 

'Till  I  could  speak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  myself  withdrew, 

And  call'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  times, 

When  1  beheld  thy  face  ; 
My  spirit  search'd  for  secret  crimes, 
That  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

6  I  call'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind 

Which  Ienjoy'd  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  ; 
His  face  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  forever  cast  me  off  ? 

And  will  his  promise  fail  ? 
Hath  he  forgot  his  tender  love  r 
Shall  anger  still  prevail  ? 
S  But  I  forbid  this  hopeless  thought.. 
This  dark,  despairing  frame, 


H< 


PSALM  LXXVII  Ul 

Remembering  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought  : 

Thy  hand  is  still  the  same. 

9  I'll  think  again  of  ail  thy  ways, 

And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er  ; 
Thy  wonders  of  recovering  grace, 
When  flesh  could  hope  no  more. 

10  Grace  dwells  with  justice  on  the  throne  ; 

And  men  that  love  thy  word 
Have  in  thy  sanctuary  known 
The  counsels  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  77.     Second  Part.     Common  Metre. 

<ln rvtdfroin  ancient  providences  ;  or,  Itracl  dbfiv- 
ercdfrom  Egypt,  ar.d  brought  to  Canaan. 

["OW  awful  is  thy  chastening  rod  !" 
(May  thy  own  children  say,) 
'  The  great,  the  wise,  the  dreadful  God  ! 
"  Kow  holy  is  his  way  !" 
'J  HI  meditate  his  works  of  old  ; 
The  King  that  reigns  above  ; 
I'll  hear  Uis  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trust  his  love. 

3  Long  did  the  house  of  Joseph  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  opprest  ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  rest. 

4  The  sons  of  god  old  Jacob  seem'd 

Abandon'd  to  their  foes  ; 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 
The  nation  that  he  chose. 

5  Israel,  his  people  and  his  sheep, 

Must  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
lie  bids  them  venture  thro'  the  deep, 
And  makes  the  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  God  ! 

The  waters  saw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  ned,  and  frighted  stood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  thro'  the  sea, 

Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  thy  wondrous  way, 
That  brings  tfcy  mercies  down. 


144  PSALM  LXXVIII. 

8  {"Thy  voice,  with  terror  in  the  sound, 

Through  clouds  and  darkness  broke  ; 
AH  heaven  in  lightning  shone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  shook. 

9  Thine  arrows  through  the  skies  "were  hurl'd, 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprise  and  trembling  seiz'd  the  world, 
And  his  own  saints  ador'd. 

10  He  gave  them  w  ater  from  the  rock  ; 

And  safe  by  Moses'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  desert  led  his  nock 

Home  to  the  promis'd  land.] 
PSALM  78 .    Firs t  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Pi  evidences  of  God  recorded ;  or,  Pious  education  and  in- 
struction of  children. 

1  ~f  ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 

|  j  "Which  God  perforra'd  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known  ; 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 

I  we'll  convey  his  wooden  down 
Thro'  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons. 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn  • 

May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  This  shall  they  learn  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works 
Eut  practise  his  commands. 
PSALM  78.     Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 
'punishment  ;  or,  The  sins  and  thai 
tisemtnts  ofGorTs  peopit. 

1  ^VH,  what  a  stiff,  rebellious  house 
\y  "Was  Jacob's  ancient  race  ! 
False  to  their  own  most  solemn  vows, 

And  to  their  maker's  grace. 

2  They  broke  the  covenant  of  his  love, 

And  did  his  law  s  despise  ; 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  power  before  their  eyes. 


rSALM  LXXVHI.  I  I 

the  plagues  on  Egypt  light 

From  his  avenging  hand  : 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  stubborn  land  ! 

4  They  saw  him  cleave  the  mighty  sea, 

And  march'd  in  safety  through, 
"With  watery  walls  to  guard  their  way 
'Till  they" had  'scap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wondrous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  shade  and  light ; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  sheltering  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirst  supply'd  , 

The  gushing  waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  side, 
A  constant  miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  most  high, 

And  dar'd  distrust  liis  hand  ; 

"  Can  he  with  bread  our  host  supply 

"  Amidst  this  desart  land  r" 

S  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  ; 

His  terrors  ever  stand  prepar'd 

To  vindicate  his  name. 
PSALM  78.     Third  Part.     Common  Metre. 
TU'  punishment  of  lu*°ury  and  hVcmjxrance  ;  or,  Chai:i*c- 
went  and  sahvition. 
"1^5  7  HEX  Israel  sins,  the  Lord  reproves, 

*  y     And  fills  their  hearts  with  dread  ; 
Yet  he  forgives  the  men  he  loves, 
And  sends  them  heavenly  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  liberal  hand, 

And  made  his  treasures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provision  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  shower, 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet ; 
The  corn  of  heaven,  so  light,  so  pure, 
As  though  'twere  angel's  meat. 

4  But  they  in  murmuring  language  said, 

**  Manna  is  all  our  feast  ; 
"  We  loathe  this  light,  this  airy  bread  ; 
w  We  must  have  flesh  to  taste." 
G 


146  PSALM  LXXYIU. 

5  "  Ye  shall  have  flesh  to  please  your  lust/' 

The  Lord  in  wrath  reply 'd  ; 
And  sent  them  quails,  like  sand  or  dust, 
Heap'd  up  from  side  to  side. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  desire  ; 

And,  greedy  as  they  ted, 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  secret  fire, 
And  smote  the  rebels  dead.  \ 

7  When  some  were  slain,  the  rest  return'd. 

And  sought  the  Lord  with  tears  ; 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 

But  soon  forgot  their  fears. 
S  Oft  he  chastis'd  and  still  forgave, 

'Till  by  his  gracious  hand 
The  nation,  he  resolv'd  to  save, 

Possessed  the  promis'd  land. 

PSALM  78.     32,  &c.   Fourth  Part.    Long  Met/ 

Backsliding  and  forgiveness  ;  or,  Sin  punished  qnd  Saints 

save!. 

1  |^i  RE  AT  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
\j£  By  turns  thine  anger  and  thy  love  1 
There  in  a  glass  our  hearts  may  see 
How  fickle  and  how  false  they  be. 

2  How  soon  the  faithless  Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  wonders  God  had  wrought ! 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face, 
Nor  fear  his  power,  nor  trust  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  consum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 
A  tedious  march  through  unknown  ways 
Wore  out  their  strength,  and  spent  their  days 

4  Oft,  when  they  saw  their  brethren  slain, 
They  mourn'd  and  sought  the  Loixl  again  ; 
Call'd  him  the  Rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prayers  and  vows  before  him  rise 
As  flattering  words  or  solemn  lies; 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
False  to  his  covenant  and  his  love. 

f>  Yet  did  his  sovereign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  not  deserv'd  to  live  ; 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 
Or  else  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 


pa  \l.M  LXXIX. 

?  He  mw  their  flesh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  law  temptations  still  prevail  ; 
The  God  of  Abra'm  lov'd  them  still, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

PSALM  79.     Common  Metre. 
:  >>'ation,  or  of  the  Church  a 

1  fl  GOD,  attend,  while  hosts  of  roes 
"  f    Thy  heritage  invade  ; 

Thy  Salem  has  become  a  heap  ; 
Thy  house  a  ruin  made. 

2  Thy  sons,  denv'd  a  peaceful  grave, 

Become  the'  vultures'  food  ; 
Their  bodies  wolves  insatiate  tear. 
And  lions  drink  their  hlood. 

3  Behold  us,  Lord,  a  remnant  sad. 

Of  peace  and  hope  forlorn, 
Of  every  mouth  the  vile  reproach, 
-Of  every  eye  the  scorn. 

4  How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn 

How  long;  delay  thy  grace  ? 
How  long  thy  hapless  children  mourn 
The  hidings  of  thy  face  ? 

5  Thy  ver.gear.ee  shall  find  out  our  foes, 

AYho  mock  thy  fearful  name, 
Who  hate  thy  laws,  deride  thy  word, 

And  glory-  in  their  shame. 
C  While  they  thy  chosen  flock  devour, 

And  all  our  cities  waste  ; 
Forget  our  sins  and  follies  past, 

And  let  thy  mercy  haste. 
Help,  Lord  of  hosts,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

The  glory  of  thy  name  ; 
Cleanse  us  from  guilt,  our  hearts  renew. 

And  wipe  away  our  shame. 
S  "Why  should  our  foes  insulting  crv, 

"  Where  is  the  God  you  boast, 
This  fabled  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven, 

Your  triumph  and  your  trust  r" 
ise,  O  God,  and  let  thy  hand 

With  ar.tul  glory  shine  ; 
With  terror  make  our  haughty  foes 

Confess  thy  name  divine. 


148  PSALM  LXXX. 

10  Behold  our  blood  ;  our  sighs  regard  ; 

And  with  almighty  power 
Rescue  thy  saints  condernn'd  to  die, 
And  bid  us  fear  no  ruore. 

11  On  them  their  foul  reproach  shall  turn, 

And  wound  with  sevenfold  scorn  ; 
"While  we,  thy  flock,  thy  grace  proclaim 
To  ages,  yet  unborn. 

PSALM  80.     Long  Metre. 

The  Church's  prayer  under  affliction;  or,  T/ie  Vineyard  *$ 

God  -wasted. 

1  f^i  RE  AT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 

\Jk  Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  thro'  the  desert  and  the  deep  : 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now  ; 
Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  us  thro' ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore  ; 
We  shall  be  sav'd  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
How  long&hall  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ? 
How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

4  Instead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  saints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore ; 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

PAUSE  I. 

5  Hast  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  Heathen  lands  ? 
Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 

€  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 
And  bless  the  nations  with  the  fruit ! 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  see 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defae'd  ? 
Why  hast  thou  laid  her  fences  waste  ? 
Strangers  and  foe?  against  her  join, 
And  every  beast  devours  thy  vine. 

8  Return,  almighty  God,  return  ; 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  : 


PS  \LM    IAWI  l 

I  urn  us  to  th<  «  ,  ihj  Id 

d,  when  thi>  \in<-  in  Canaan  £ivw, 
jtrength  and  gl< 

AH  n  In  all  iis  I 

the  fair  Branch 

OtfdainM  <>f  old  to  shoot 

"in  Jacob's  root : 
Htmseli  a  noble  Vine,  n 
The  lesser  branches  of  the  Tree. 

vn  Son  ;   and  be  shall  Stand, 

ifl  thy  right  band  | 
Thy  first-!  loro'd  and  blest 

With  power  and  grace  above  the  rest. 
1-2  Oh  !  tor  lo-  Bake,  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches,  lest  they  die  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore  ; 
We  shaU  be  sav'd,  and  si^h  no  more. 
PSALM  81.     1.8—16.    Short M 

The  warningM  tf  Cod  to  hUpetpk  ;  or,  SJ ■  .- 
u  nimmenU, 
1    £1IXG  to  the  Lord  aloud,, 
Q    Ami  make  ■  JO)  ful  noise  ; 
God  is  our  strength,  our  Saviour  Go<i  ; 
1  .et  Israel  h<  ar  hi*  \oice. 
fl  *•  From  vile  idolatry 

u  Preserve  my  worship  clean  ; 
"  I  am  the  Lord  who  set  thee  free 
"From  shuery  and  sin. 

teh  iby  desires  abroad, 
I  I'll  supply  them 
44  But  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God 
<4  If  Israel  will  rebel  ; 

•  1*11  leave  them,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"  10  their  own  lu^ts  a  prey, 

'  And  Ut  them  run  the  dangerous  road, 
"  'Tis  their  own  chosen  war. 
5  "  Yet  Oh,  that  all  my  saints 
"  Would  hearken  to*  my  voice  ! 
44  Soon  I  would  ease  their  sore  complaints 

•  And  bid  their  hearts  rejoii 


150  PSALM  LXXX1II. 

6  il  While  I  destroy 'd  their  foes, 
"  I'd  richly  feed  my  flock  : 
"  And  they  should  taste  the  stream  that  flows 
"  From  their  eternal  Rock." 

PSALM  82.     Long  Metre. 

Gad  the  supreme  Governor ;  or,  MagwtraLes  warned. 
t     A   MONG  th'  assemblies  of  the  great, 

J\_  A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  seat ; 

The  God  of  heaven,  as  Judge,  surveys 

Those  gods  on  earth,  and  all  their  ways. 
£  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws  ? 

Or  why  support  th'  unrighteous  cause  ? 

When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 

That  sinners  vex  the  saints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  ; 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go ; 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 

For  they  shall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arise,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Possess  his  universal  throne, 
And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod  ; 
He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God. 

PSALM  83.     Short  Metre. 
A  complaint  against  fjersecuton. 
ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
_  Perpetual  silence  keep  ? 
The  God  of  justice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  sleep  I 
2  Behold  what  cursed  snares 
The  men  of  mischief  spread  : 
The  men  that  hate  thy  saints  and  thee. 
Lift  up  their  threatning  head. 
5  Against  thy  hidden  ones 
Their  counsels  they  employ  ; 
And  malice  with  her  watchful  eye, 
Pursues  them  to  destroy. 

4  The  noble  and  the  base 
Into  thy  pastures  leap  ; 

The  lion  and  the  stupid  ass 
Conspire  to  vex  the  sheep. 

5  "  Come,  let  us  join,"  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 


A' 


PSALM   LXXX11I.  131 

•  ' Till  not  the  name  of  saints  remain, 
\  »r  memory  shall  be  found. " 
\  \  ike,  Almighty  God  ! 

>  all  thy  m  rath  to  mind  ; 
Give  them  like  forests  to  the  fire, 
Or  stubble  to  the  wind. 
7  Convince  their  madness,  Lor  i. 
And  make  them  seek  thy  name  ; 
Or  else  their  stubborn  rage  conf 
That  they  may  die  in  shame. 
I  Then  shall  the  nations  know 
That  glorious,  dreadful  word, 
Jehovah  is  thy  name  alone, 

And  thou  the  sovereign  Lord. 

PSALM  33.     Proper  Metre,     As  the  nen 
•ofthdChur  enenuer. 

1  jT\  THOU",  the  only  good,  and  great,  and  wise. 
5  *   Father  of  men,  and  Lord  of  earth  and  skies. 
Thine  awful  silence  break  !  from  heaven's  far  eiid, 
In  countless  myriads  see  thy  foes  ascend  ; 
Lust,  malice,  pride,  to  waste  thy  Kingdom  arm  ; 
Fierce  swells  the  tumult,threatning  roars  the  storm! 

from  all  climes  th'  embattled  nations  roll ; 
A  world  in  arms,  and  sin  th'  inspiring  soul  ! 
The  North  and  South,  the  Eastandn  est  combine; 
The  prince  and  slave,  the  sajje  and  savage  join  ; 
And  power,  and  wealth,  and  skill  and  fraud  unite 
The  host  to  summon,  and  to  arm  the  fight, 
o  Whate'er  ingenious  mischief  can  devise, 
<  )r  the  tongue  utter,  train'd  to  arts  and  lies, 
Or  envy  wish,  or  malice  fell  prepare. 
Or  atheist  hope,  or  bold  blasphemer  dare 
They  wish,they  hope, they  form, they  dare, they  try, 
And  sound  the  trump  to  combat  with  tLe  Sky 
4  "  Unite,"  they  cry,  "  our  wisdom  and  our  power 

~:iall  the  name  of  God  be  heard  no  more  ; 
His  word  through  earth  become  the  butt  of  - 
His  church  expire  ;  in  dust  his  temples  mourn  ; 
Lost  in  eternal  night,  Messiah  lie  j 
Hi-  promise  per: 


152  PSALM  LXXXIV. 

5  *0  thou  great  God,  before  whose  awful  ire 
The  hills  dissolve,  and  seas  and  skies  expire, 
Bow  the  high  heav'ns,rnake  bare  the  avenging  arm; 
Awrake  thy  thunders;  rouse  the  sleeping  storm  ; 
Thy  lightnings  summon  to  the  dreadful  day, 
Nor  leave  thy  flock  to  ravening  wolves  a  prey. 

6  As  empty  chaff  before  the  whirlwind  flies, 
In  flames  to  heaven  as  kindled  forests  rise  ; 
So  shall  the  nations  vanish  from  thine  eye  ; 
Their  cities  sink  ;  the  scattered  islands  fly  ; 

The  hard  rocks  cleave;  the  tottering  mountains  fall, 
And  death  and  terror  rend  the  shrinking  ball  f 

7  Thro'  all  their  deep  laid  counsels  madness  send, 
Sin  their  foul  source,  and  misery  their  end, 
Amaz'd,  o'erthrown,  to  guilt  a  prey  forlorn, 

Of  shame  the  victims,  and  of  truth  the  scorn, 
Their  tears  shall  fall ;  to  prayers  their  curses  turn, 
And,  sunk  in  dust,  the  wretched  remnant  mourn. 

8  So  shall  thy  kingdom  to  new  glory  rise  ; 
Thy  children  flourish  in  indulgent  skies  ; 
From  shore  to  shore  thy  word  in  triumph  run ; 
In  every  land  thy  name  and  praise  be  one  ; 

And  the  wide  world  resound  in  wondering  strains, 

^Supreme  o'er  heaven  and  earth  Jehoyah  reigns." 

PSALM  84.    First  fart.    Long  Metre. 

The  pleasures  <f public  worship. 

1  "1TOAV  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

if    O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  ? 

3  The  sparrow  chooses  where  to  rest, 
And  for  her  young  provides  her  nest ; 
But  will  my  God  to  sparrows  grant 
That  pleasure  which  his  children  want  : 

I  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 
*  Uaich,  Uiv.  1,3,  t  Rev,  xvi.  13-2S. 


KTV 

5   West  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
\\  itliin  the  temple  of  thy  grai 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise 
are  the  mem  whose  hearts  are  set 
Bud  the  way  to  Z ion's  gate  ; 
God  is  their  strength  ;  and  thro'  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper  God. 
7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 
PSALM  84.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
God and hi i  church;  or,  Grace  nnd  Glory. 

1  £  i  REAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 

\JI  The  joy,  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Lxceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

.}  ( Jod  is  our  sun,  lie  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  the  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
I  le  givea  us  all  things,  and  with-holds 
Xo  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  ()  God  our  King,  thy  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee  ; 
Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee  ! 

PSALM  84.  1,  4,2,  S,  10. 
Paraphrased  in  Common  Metre. 
Dclgh*  in  ordinances  of  iv or ship  ;  or,  GuJ  preset.: 
churches. 
1   ^tjY  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 
To  which  thy  God  resorts  ! 
.'Tis  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face. 
Tho'  in  his  earthiv  courts. 
G  2    " 


154  PSALM  LXXXIV. 

2  There  the  great  monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays  ; 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  oor  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place  ; 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 
PAUSE. 

0  My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  shall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ? 

6  The  sparrow  builds  herself  a  nest, 

And  suffers  no  remove  ; 
Oh,  make  me  like  the  sparrow  blest, 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love  ! 

7  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity, 
Employ'd  in  carnal  joys. 

5  Lord,  at  thy  threshold  I  would  wait, 

While  Jesus  is  within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  state, 

Or  live  in  tents  of  sin. 
9  Could  I  command  the  spacious  land, 

And  the  more  boundless  sea, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right-hand 

I'd  give  them  both  away. 

PSALM  84.  Proper  Metre.  As  the  \k%th  Psalm. 

Longing  f->r  the  house  of  G< ..'. 

1  T   ORD  of  the  worlds  above,* 

B  J  How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
Thedwelings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 

To  thine  abode 

My  heart  aspires, 

With  warm  desires 

To  see  my  God. 


PSALM  IAXXIV  155 


>p*rrow  for  her  young:, 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  i 
And  wandering  swallows  long 
:»d  their  wonted  rest : 
My    pit-it  faints 
With  equal  zeal, 
To  rise  and  dwell 
Among  thy  nil 

happy  souls,  that  pray 
"Where  God  appoints  to  hear ! 

,  ;>y  men,  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  A 

They  praise  thee  still ; 

And  happy 

That  love  the  wav 

To  Zion's  hill. 

+  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Thro'  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
'Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
'Till  each  in  heaven  appears. 

0  glorious  seat, 
When  God  our  King 

ill  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet ! 

PAL 

spend  one  sacred  day, 
Where  God  and  saints  abide, 

ids  diviner  joy, 
Than  thousand  days  beside  : 
Where  God  fes 

1  love  it  more 
To  keep  the 
Than  shine  in  en 

6  God  is  our  sun  and  sh. 
Our  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  fill'd, 
"We  raw  our  blessings  then 

He  shall  bestow 

On  Jacob's  race 

Peculiar  grace, 

F   'iOO 


156  PSALM  LXXXV. 

7  The  Lord  his  people  loves  ; 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  souls. 

Thrice  happy  he, 

O  God  of  hosts  ! 

Whose  spirit  trusts 

Alone  in  thee. 

PSALM  85.  1—8.  First  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Waiting  fur  an  ans-iiw  to  prayer  ;  or,  Deliverance  begun  anU 
completed. 

1  T   ORD,  thou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind, 

\^  Thou  hast  revers'd  our  heavy  doom  ; 
So  God  forgave  when  Israel  sinn'd, 
And  brought  his  wandering  captives  home. 

2  Thou  hast  begun  to  set  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fiercest  wrath  abate  : 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee, 
And  thy  salvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces.  Lord, 
And  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoice ; 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word  ; 
We  wait  for  praise  to  tune  our  voice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say  ; 
He'll  speak,  and  give  his  people  peace  ; 
But  let  them  run  no  more  astray, 

Lest  his  returning  wrath  increase. 
PSALM  85.  Ver.9,  &c.  Second  part.  Long  Met 
Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  £i  ALVATION  is  forever  nigh 

^  The  souls  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord  ; 
And  grace  descending  from  on  high 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Christ  the  Lord  came  down  from  heaven  ; 
By  his  obedience  so  complete 
Justice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  given. 

5  Now  truth  and  honor  shall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 

And  heavenly  influence  bless  the  ground. 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 


;\n  157 

righteousness  is  gone  1m  I 

God  ; 
ring  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 
mark  his  steps,  and  keep  the  road. 
\LM   SO.     Ver.  8—13.     Common  M 
A  gem  ral  scng  cf praise  ta  r 

1  A  MONG  the  prince*,  earthly  gods, 
\    There'i  none  hath  power  divine  -, 

I  their  natOJ  Lord, 

IK  their  works,  like  thine. 

2  The  nations,  thou  hast  made,  shall  I 

I  ind  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  dost  wondcrous  tilings  ; 
For  tliou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet  ; 

Teach  me  thy  heavenly  ways, 
And  my  poor  scattered  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  Father's  pi 

4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  * 

Shall  those  sweet  wonders  r 
by  thy  grace  my  sinking  soul 
;Vom  the  deeps  of 
PSALM  87.     I/)ng  Metre. 
rch  the  birth-p!are  if  the  taint*  ;  or.  Jevt  and  Cep. 
tiles  united  in  the  Christum  t  . 
I    £^i  OD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 
"  JT  Foundations  for  his  heav 

likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well, 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 
1  His  mercy  visits  even  I 
That  pays  its  night  and  morning  vows  , 
Rut  makes  a  more  delightful  stay 
\\  here  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray 
3  W  hat  glories  were  described  of  old  ! 
"What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 
Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 
pt  and  Tyre,  the  Greek  and  Jew, 
there  begin  their  lives  anew  ; 
Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
i       Hit  bill,  where  living  waters  spring 


158  PSALM  LXXXYlli. 

>  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount,  . 
'Twill  be  an  honor  to  appear 
As  one  new-born  or  nourish'd  there. 

PSALM  SS.     First  Part.     Common  Metre. 

The  sort'07vs  of  Christ. 
GOD  of  my  salvation,  hear  ! 


o 


My  daily  ciy  attend 
When  shall  1  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ? 
And  when  my  sorrows  end  ? 

?  My  life  is  number'd  with  the  dead, 
That  lost  in  silence  lie  ; 
My  strength  decays  ;  my  spirits  droop, 
And  all  my  comforts  die. 
3  Forgotten  in  the  lowest  pit, 
In  darkness  and  the  deep, 
My  heart,  the  light  of  hope  forsakes, 
My  weary  eyelids,  sleep, 
i  Shunn'd  as  polluted  victims  are, 
Like  lepers,  shut  from  men, 
My  dearest  friends  my  footsteps  fly, 
Nor  know  my  face  again. 

5  Each  day  a  mourner  from  my  youth, 

My  tears  in  anguish  fall  ; 
No  feeling  heart  partakes  my  pain  ; 
No  ear  attends  my  call. 

6  Thy  wrath  hangs  heavy  o'er  my  head  ; 

Thy  terrors  round  me  burn  ; 
My  feet  are  lost  in  sorrow's  waves, 
Nor  find  a  path  to  turn. 

7  To  thee  each  morn  I  raise  my  cry; 

Thy  suppliant  hear,  and  save  : 

Oh,  let  me  see  thy  smiling  face, 

And  bring  me  from  the  grave  ! 

8  Though  friend  and  lover,  near  and  dear, 

In  dark  recesses  hide  ; 
Though  here  I  meet  the  darts  of  hate, 
And  bear  the  scoffs  of  pride  ; 

9  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  mine  eyes 

For  thy  salvation,  Lord  ; 


PSALM  LXXXVIII  159 

Thy  band  shall  save  me  from  mv  foes, 
And  well  fulfil  thy  word,* 

PSALM  88.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre 

Death  not  tlte  e.id  cf  our  brine;. 
Vor.  10, 11, 15.  Paraphrased. 

St  e  Bishop  Home  on  these  versa. 
I    ^HAIJ.  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life, 
^  Forever  moulder  in  the  grave  ? 
nst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 
Thy  promise,  and  thy  power  to  save  : 

death's  obscure  oblivious  realms, 
No  truths  are  taught,  nor  wonders  shown  . 
No  mercy  beams  to  warn  the  heart ; 
Thy  name  unsung,  thy  grace  unknown. 
S  No  lips  proclaim  redeeming  love, 
With  praise  and  transport  in  the  sound  ; 
The  gospel's  glory  never  shines, 
And  hope  and  peace  are  never  found, 
-i  liut  in  those  silent  realms  of  night 

II  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise  I 
No  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 
Xor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies  ': 

5  Shall  spring  the  faded  world  revive  ? 
Shall  waning  moons  their  light  return  ; 
Again  shall  setting  suns  ascend, 

I  the  lost  day  anew  be  born  ? 

6  Shall  life  revisit  dying  worms, 
And  spread  the  joyful  insect's  wing  : 
And  Oh,  shall  man  awake  no  more, 
To  see  thy  face,  thy  name  to  sing  ? 

7  ( 'ease,  cease,  ye  vain,  desponding  fears  : 
When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness  sj 
Death,  the  la^t  fee,  was  captive  Jed, 
And  heaven  v,  ith  praise  and  wonder  raDg, 

3  Him,  the  first  fruits,  his  chosen  sons 
Shall  follow  from  the  vanquish'd  grave  ; 
He  mounts  his  throne,  the  King  of  kings, 
ills  church  to  quicken,  aud  to  save. 

'Jt.77.  Biik»p  Home,  &c.  interpret  rKii  Ptmthi  ace- 


160  PSALM  LXXXVHI 

9  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors 
Unfold,  to  make  his  children  way; 
They  shall  be  cloth'd  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

10  The  trump  shall  sound  ;  the  dust  awake  ; 
From  the  cold  tomb  the  shimberers  spring  ; 
Through  heaven  with  joy  their  myriads  rise. 
And  hail  their  Saviour,  and  their  King. 

PSALM  88.     Third  Part.     Long  Metre 
Life  the  only  acccepted  time. 
i  "WVTHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
ff     Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given  ; 
But  soon,  ah  soon  !  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  oT  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  bles'd  the  day  ! 
How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound  \ 
"  Come,  sinners,  haste,  Oh,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  he's  found." 

3  "  Soon  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 
Shali  death  command  you  to  the  grave  ; 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 

And  none  be  found  to  hear,  or  save.'* 

4  "In  that  lone  laud  of  deep  despair, 
Xo  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise  ; 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies." 

5  Xo  wonders  to  the  dead  are  shown, 
(The  wonders  of  redeeming  love  ;) 

Xo  voice  his  glorious  truth  makes  known. 
Xor  sings  the  bliss  of  climes  above. 

6  Silence,  and  solitude,  and  gloom, 
In  these  forgetful  realms  appear  ; 
Deep  sorrows  fill  the  dismal  tomb, 
And  hope  shall  never  enter  there. 

PSALM  SS.     Fourth  Part.     Short  Metre, 
Solemn  tltoii^hts  ffttr  dangerous  sickness. 

1  QTRETCH'D  on  the  bed  of  grief, 
lj  In  silence  long  I  lay; 

For  sore  disease  and  wasting  pain 
Ha-7,  worn  my  strength  away. 

2  Just  o'er  the  grave  I  hung; 
Xo  pardon  met  my  eyes  : 


PS  VLM  LXXXVHI  iGl 

strings  never  greet  the  slain, 
And  hope  shall  never  rise. 
Sweet  mercy  to  my  soul 
KevealM  no  charming  ray  ; 

■  me  rose  a  long,  dark  night, 
With  no  succeeding  day. 

4  I  saw,  beyond  the  tomb. 
The  awful  Judge  appear, 

I'repar'd  to  scan  with  strict  account 
My  blessings,  wasted  here. 

5  His  wrath,  like  flaming  fire, 
Imrn'd  to  the  lowest  hell  ; 

\nd  in  that  hopeless  world  of  woe 
\\  .  bade  my  spirit  dwell. 

6  My  friends,  now  friends  no  more, 
At  infinite  remove, 

Left  me,  to  gain  their  rich  reward, 
And  taste  forgiving  love. 

7  Then  Oh,  how  vain  appear'd 
The  joys  beneath  the  sky  ! 

lake  visions  past,  like  flowers  that  blow. 
When  wintery  storms  are  nigh. 

8  How  mourn'd  my  sinking  soul 
The  Sabbath's  hours  divine, 

The  day  of  grace,  that  precious  day, 
Consam'd  in  sense  and  sin  ! 

9  The  work,  the  mighty*  work, 
Of  life,  so  long  delay 'd  ; 

bmee,  yet  to  be  begun, 
Upon  a  dying  bed  ! 

10  Then  to  the  Lord  I  pray'd, 
And  rais'd  a  bitter  cry- — 

"  Hear  me,  O  God,  and  save  my  soul. 
Lest  I  forever  die." 

1 1  He  heard  my  humble  cry  ; 
He  sav'd  my  soul  from  death  ; 

Tobim  PJ1  give  my  heart  and  hands, 
And  consecrate  my  breath. 

12  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 
While  yet  'tis  call'd  to-day  ; 

will  the  awful  voice  of  de'ath 
Command  your  souls  away. 


162  PSALM  LXXXIX. 

13  Soon  will  the  harvest  close  ; 
The  summer  soon  be  o'er ;  * 
And  soon  your  injur'd,  angry  God 
Will  hear  your  prayers  no  more. 
PSALM  89.     First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  Covenant  made  ivith  Christ ;  or,  Tlxe  true  David. 

1  TTlOREVER  shall  my  song  record 

|^    The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord. 
Mercy  and  truth  forever  stand 
Like  heaven  establish'd  by  his  hand 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  sware,  and  said, 

"  With  thee  my  covenant  first  was  made  : 
"  In  thee  shall  dying  sinners  live, 
"  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 
5  "  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Priest ; 
"  Thy  children  shall  be  ever  blest  ; 
"  Thou  art  my  chosen  King ;  thy  thronr 
M  Shall  stand  eternal  like  my  own. 

4  "  There's  none  of  all  my  sons  above 
"  So  much  my  image,  or  my  love  ; 
"  Celestial  powers  thy  subjects  are, 

"  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare 

5  "  David,  my  servant,  whom  I  chose 

"  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crush  my  foes, 
"  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewish  throne, 
"  Was  but  a  shadow  of  my  Son." 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice,  and  sing 
Jesus,  her  Saviour  and  her  King  : 
Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  show, 
And  saints  declare  his  works  below. 

PSALM  89.    First  Part.    Com.  Metre 
The  faithfulness  of  God. 

1  •*  |Y  never-ceasing  songs  shall  show 
j%  |    The  mercies  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  make  succeeding  ages  know 

How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  sacred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure  ; 
And  if  he  speak  a  promise  once, 
Th*  eternal  grace  is  sure. 
*  Jer.  viii.  20. 


\i.M  i.WXIX. 

II  .  .  long  the  race  of  David  held. 

The  promis'd  Jewish  throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  covenant  seafd 
To  David's  greater  Son. 
4  His  seed  forever  shall  possess 
A  throne  above  the  skies  ; 
The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rise. 
r>  Lord  God  of  hosts,  thy  wondrous  waya 
Are  sung  by  saints  above  ; 
And  saints  on  earth  their  honors  raise 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 
PSALM  89.     7,  kc.     Second  Part.     Com.  Met 
Tkeptnier  and  majesty  of  God;  or,  Jievt'raiiailwors/iift. 
i    V  W7ITH  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 
"     And  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  be  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee  : 
Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine  r 

3  The  Northern  pole  and  Southern  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand  ; 
Darkness  and  day  from  East  to  West 

Move  round  at  thy  command. 
i  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boisterous  deep  ; 
Thou  niak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 

The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  are  thine. 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell ; 
How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  shine 
When  Egypt  durst  rebel ! 

6  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  : 
While  truth  and  mercy,  join'd  in  one, 
Invite  v.s  near  thy  face. 
PSALM  89.     15,  See.     Third  Part.    Com,  Met 

A  blessed  go*jKl. 
1  "¥>  LEST  are  the  souls  thut  hear  and  know 
J3  fid  Jonnd  -t 


164  PSALM  LXXXIX. 

Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives  ; 
Israel,  thy  King  forever  reigns, 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 

PSALM  89.    19,  Sec.    Fourth  Part.    Com.  Met. 

Christ's  mediatorial  kingdom;  or,  his  divine  and  human 

nature, 

1  "grjEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 
§|    And  made  his  mercy  known  ; 

"  Sinners,  behold  your  help  is  laid 
"  On  my  almighty  Son." 

2  Behold  tlie  man,  my  wisdom  chose 

Among  your  mortal  race  ; 
His  head  my  holy  oil  o'erflows, 

The  spirit  of  my  grace. 
.3  High  shall  Ke  reign  on  David's  throne, 

My  people's  better  King  ; 
My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down, 

And  still  new  subjects  bring, 
i  My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way 

With  mercy  by  his  side, 
While  in  my  name  thro'  earth  and  sea 

He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God 

He  shall  forever  own  ; 
Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  I'll  support  my  Son. 

6  My  first-born  Son  array'd  in  grace 

At  my  right  hand  shall  sit ; 
Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
And  monarclis  at  his  feet. 

7  My  covenant  stands  forever  fast, 

My  promises  are  strong; 
Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  shall  last. 
His  seed  endure  as  long. 


PSALM  LXXXIX.  165 

PSALM  89.  30,  8cc.     Fifth  Part.    Com.  Met. 

Trie  covenant  of  grace  unchangeable  ;  or,  sljftictions  without 
rejection. 

I  \7ET  (saith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 
j_    The  children  of  my  Son, 
Should  break  my  laws,  abuse  my  grace, 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down  ; 
l2  Their  sins  I'll  visit  with  the  rod, 
And  make  their  folly  smart  ; 
But  I'll  not  cease  to  be  their  God, 
K or  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  My  covenant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
And  what  eternal  love  hath  spoke, 
Eternal  truth  shall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  sworn,  (I  need  no  more) 

And  pledg'd  my  holiness, 
To  seal  the  sacred  promise  sure 
To  David  and  his  race. 

5  The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  rise, 

And  spread  from  sea  to  sea, 
Long  as  he  travels  round  the  skies 
To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

His  kingdom  shall  endure, 
'Till  the  fix'd  law  s  of  shade  and  light 
Shall  be  observ'd  no  more. 
PSALM  89.    47,  &c.     Sixth  Part.    Long  Met 
Mortality  and  hope. 
A  Fu rural  Psalm. 

1  X>  BMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  state, 
Jf§_   How  frail  our  life,  how  short  the  date  ! 
Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  disease,  secure  from  death  ? 

2  Lord,  while  we  see  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flesh  and  sense  repine,  and  cry, 

u  Mast  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ? 
"  Or  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain  f 
I  "  Where  is  thy  promise  to  the  just  P 
"  Are  not  thy  servants  tum'd  to  dust  ?" 
But  faith  forbids  these  mournful  sighs  ; 
And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 


106  PSALM  XC. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  tkat  dreadful  day 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away, 
And  clears  the  honor  of  thy  word": 
Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
PSALM  89.   47,  &c.    Last  Part.    Proper  Met-' 
As  the  113th  Psalm. 
Life,  death, ami  the  resumed  ion. 

1  nPlHINK,*  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  ; 

J|     How  few  Yds  hours,  how  short  his  span  I 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 

Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath 

Against  the  bold  demand  of  death, 
With  skill  to  fly  or  power  to  save  ? 

2  Lord,  shall  it  be  forever  said, 

"  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"  For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust?'* 
Are  not  thy  servants  day  by  day 
Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 
Lord,  where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just  ? 

3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  seed  a  heavenly  crown  ? 

But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair : 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  bis  saints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain  ,- 
Let  ail  below,  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 
And  each  repeat  a  loud  Amen. 

PSALM  90.     Long  Metre. 

Man  mortal,  and  God  eternal. 

A  mournful  song  at  a  funeral. 

1  nnHROUGH  every  age,  eternal  God, 

Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode  : 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  heaven  Mas  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reign'd  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashion'd  into  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more 


P8ALM  xr 

But  man,  weak  man,  is  horn  |Q 

up  of  guilt  and  vanity  5 
Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord]  ■ 

Bet  rs,  to  your  dust." 

«A  thousand  oft' our  years  amount 
ce  to  a  day  in  thine  account ; 
yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  tl:  b  of  ending  nig 

PAUSE. 
,,  like  an  OYerfiowine  stream, 
v        ps  ua  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream  ; 
mpty  late  ;  ■  morning  nV 
lowo  and  uither'd  in  an  hour. 

How  short  the  term  !  how  trail  the  state  ! 

And  if  to  eighty  we  arri\e. 

We  rather  sigh  and  groan  than  live. 
7  But  oh,  bow  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 

Arid  cuts  oft' our  expected  years  '. 

Thy  ^ralh  awakes  onr  humble  dread  : 

We  fear  the  power  that  strikes  us  dead.] 
S  Teaefa  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  ; 

And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 

Till  1  piety 

ie,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

1—5.     First  Part.     Com     S 
./  God  etc Mini. 
1   /^k^~R  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
"   P  Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ! 
'2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 
tints  have  dwelt  secure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  ann  alone, 
ir  defence  is  sure. 
3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

word  commands  our  flesh  to    . 
'•  Return,  yesoi;sof  men  ;" 


168  PSALM  XC. 

All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

6  [The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  lost  in  following  years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

8  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  stand, 

Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light ; 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  'tis  night.] 

9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past ; 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 

And  our  eternal  home. 

PSALM  90.     8,  11,  9, 10, 12.     Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Infirmities  and  mortality  tiie  effect  of  sin;  or,  Life,  old  age, 

and  preparation  for  death. 

1  |"   ORD,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults, 
\_A  And  justice  grows  severe, 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  dust ; 

By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam  and  all  his  sons  have  lost. 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life  like  a  vain  amusement  flies, 

A  fable  or  a  song  ; 
By  swift  degrees  our  nature  dies. 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whose  days  amount 

To  threescore  years  and  ten  ; 
And  all,  beyond  that  short  account, 
Is  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 


\:m  xc.  t6S 

r  vitals  ^  itii  trifc 

up  thecrazt 

Ala 

i  lighty  God,  reveal  thy  h.-. 
I  not  thy  wrath  alone  j 

I  rove 
mercies  of  thy  throne  ! 
7  Our  souls  would  learn  the  heavenly  art 
T'  improTe  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  act  the  *  iter  put, 
And  live  beyond 

PSALMS  Part.     Coi  . 

ren. 
■  A  love,  return; 
W.  Earth  is  a  tiresome  place  : 
How  long  shall  we,  thy  children,  mourn 
Our  absence  from  thy  face  ? 
Z  Let  heaven  succeed  our  painful  years, 
Let  sin  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
And  in  proportion  to  our 
So  make  our  joys  increase. 
S  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servants 
ike  thy  own  work  com  pi' 
Then  shall  our  souls  thy  glory  know. 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 
4  Then  shall  we  6hine  before  thy  throne 
In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  service  we  have  I 
Meet  a  divine  rev 

PSALM  90.     5, 10, 12.     Short  Metre. 
The/)  av'rj  ciui o 
T  X   ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
I  j  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ? 
Our  life  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 

That  scarce  deserves  the  name  ! 
2  Alas,  the  brittle  clay, 
That  built  our  body  first ! 
And  every  month  and  every  day 
'Tis  mouldering  back  to  dust. 

>nr  moments  fly  apace, 
Nor  will  our  minutes  star  ; 
H 


170  PSALM  XCI. 

Just  like  a  flood  our  hasty  clays 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 
We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight, 

We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way. 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o'er 
This  life's  tempestuous  sea  ; 

Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

PSALM  91.     1,7.    First  Pari.    Long  Metre 
Safely  in  public  diseases  and  dangers, 

1  IfJ^j  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 

ITU  Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode  ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
And  there  at  night  shall  rest  his  head. 

2  Then  will  I  say, "  My  God,  thy  power 
"  Shall  be  my  fortress  and  my  tower  : 
"  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  dust 

"  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trust.' 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
Satan  the  tempter  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousaud  ways. 

4  Just  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood 

From  birds  of  prey,  that  seek  their  blood. 
Under  her  feathers,  so  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard. 
j  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire, 
God  is  their  life  ;  his  wings  are  spread 
To  shield  them  with  an  healthful  shade 

6  If  vapors  with  malignant  breath 

Rise  thick,  and  scatter  midnight  death, 
Israel  is  safe  :  The  poison 'd  air 
Grows  pure,  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 
PAUSE. 

7  What  though  a  thousand  at  thy  side, 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thousand,  died  ; 
Thy  God  his  chosen  people  saves 
Among  the  dead,  amid  the  graves. 


ike  his  %  rath  Id  Egypt  known, 
-lew  their  son>.  1h- 
Past  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 
(J  But  if  the  (ire,  or  plague,  or  sword, 
v.    commission  from  the  Lord, 
To  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest. 
10  The  sword,  the  pestilence,  or  fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  best  desire  : 
From  sins  and  sorrows  set  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

PSALM  91.    9,  If.  Second  Pari.    Cora.  Metre. 
Protection  from  death* guard  of 

I    ¥"K  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race  ! 
§_    Expos'd  to  every  snare, 
Come,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling-place, 
And  try,  and  trust  his  care. 
1  No  ill  shall  enter  where  you  dwell  ; 
Or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  sweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'Twill  raise  his  saints  on  high. 
I  He'll  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 
Your  feet  in  all  their  w  ays  ; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  sleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 
4  Their  hands  shall  bear  you,  lest  you  fail, 
And  d  the  stones  : 

Are  they  not  servants  at  his  call, 
And  sent  t'  attend  his  sons  ? . 
"  Adders  and  lions  \  e  shall  tread  ; 
The  tempter's  wiles  defeat ; 
P'or  he,  that  broke  the  serpent's  head, 
Puts  him  beneath  your  feet. 

6  "  Because  on  me  they  set  their  love, 

"  I'll  save  them,  (saith  the  Lord) 
"  I'll  bear  their  joyful  souls  above 
"  Destruction,  and  the  sword. 

7  "  My  grace  shall  answer  when  they  call  ; 

u  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  ; 


172  PSALM  XC1I. 

"  My  power  shall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
"  And  raise  them  when  they  die. 
8  "  Those  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 
"  I'll  honor  them  in  heaven  ; 
"  There  my  salvation  shall  he  shown, 
"  And  endless  lite  be  given.'' 
PSALM  92.     First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
A  Psalm  for  tl-e  Lord's  Day. 

1  CI  WEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
^  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing  ; 
To  shew  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy 'truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
Oh,  ma)-  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  ; 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  'till  thy  breath 
Blast  them  in  everlasting  death. 

5  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  retin'd  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

0  Sin  (my  worst  enemy  before) 
Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  ; 
My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Then  shall  I  see,  And  hear,  and  know 

All  I  desir'd  or  wish' d  below  ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 

In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 
PSALM  92.     12,  Sec.  Second  Part.  LongMetr 
TJie  Church  is  the  Garden  of  God. 

1  IT    ORD,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 

|  A  I'1  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar  fresh  and  green 


PSALM   X'  III.  173 

'2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 

i 
inou,  with  all  its  tr 
5  such  a  cornel)  sight  ab  these. 
I  i  re  ; 
ure  decays,  hut  grace  must  thl 
.  ■,  that  doth  all  thii 
makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 
i  I>aden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  shew, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  true  ; 

ic,  that  attend  his  gates,  shall  find 
v  God  unfaithful  or  unkind 

PSALM  93.    Lot      M 

rind  sovereign  God. 

1  TEHOVAH  reigns  :  He  dwells  in  light, 

•  J    Girded  with  majesty  and  might : 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 
Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made. 
Or  had  its  first  foundations  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Thy  self  the  ever-dving  God. 

S  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 

1  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies: 
Vain  floods,  lliat  age  so  high  ! 

Vt  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 
4  Forever  shall  thy  throne  end 
'JTiy  promise  stands  forever  s 

I  everlasting  holin 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 
PSALM  93.     Pro]  As  the  old iOth. 

1  VW1\  1  he  reigns  or 

:.gth  and  majesty 
command, 
Built  by  his  word,  and  'stablish'd  by  his  hand  : 
Long  stood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 
'2  God  is  th*  eternal  King  :  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raise  their  rebellions  to  confound  thy  reign  : 
In  vain  the  storms,  in  vain  the  floods  arise, 
And  roar  and  toss  their  waves  against  the  skies  ; 
Foaming  at  heaven  they  rage  with  wild  come  i 

i<  en's  high  arches  scorn  the  swelling  ocean 


174  PSALM  XCIV. 

3  Ye  tempests  rage  no  more  ;  ye  floods  be  still, 
Ainl  the  mad  world  submissive  to  his  will ; 
Built  on  his  truth,  his  church  must  ever  stand  ; 
Firm  are  his  promises,  and  strong  his  hand  : 
See  his  own  sons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  footstool,  and  with  fear  adore  him. 

PSALM  93.     Proper  Metre.     As  the  old  122J 

1  fTT^HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

L    And  royal  state  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd  : 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word  . 

Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high 

Before  the  starry  sky  : 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noisy  crowd, 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Against  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  : 

In  vain  with  angry  spite 

The  surly  nations  fight, 
And  dash  like  waves  against  the  shore. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  powers  engage, 

Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky  : 

The  terrors  of  thy  frown 

Shall  beat  their  madness  down  : 
Thy  throne  forever  stands  on  high. 

5  Thy  promises  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new  ; 

There  fix'd,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove  : 

Thy  saints  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear. 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

PSALM  94.    1,2,7—14.    First  part.   Com.  Met 

Sainls  chastised,  and  dinners  destroyed;  or,  Instructive 

ajjikiions. 

1   £~^  GOD,  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
f  J    Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud  ; 


Let  sovereign  po 

Let  justice  smite  the  proud. 
2  Tli  i  •  Lord  nor  sees  nor  hears  ;" 

will  the  fools  be 
lie  be  deaf, 
Or  blind,  who  made  th 

impious  thought- 
And  they  shall  feel  his  power  ; 
His  wrath  shall  pierce  their  pain 

In  some  surprising  hour. 

.  if  thy  sain'-  ike, 

Thou  hast  a  gentler  rod  ; 
Thy  providences  and  thy  book 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God 

st  is  the  man,  thy  hands 
And  to  his  duty  draw  ; 
Thy  chastenings  make  thy  children 
Wkea  they  forget  thy  law. 
I  But  God  will  ne'er  c  ints, 

Nor  his  own  promise  br 
He  pardons  his  inheritance 
For  their  Redeemer's  sake. 

PSALM  94.     16 — 123.    Secon 

God  our  tupport  and  comfort ;  or,  Dt 

tation  and pcrxc:.?: 

1  ¥^f^HO  will  arise  and  plead 

ff     Against  my  numerous 
While  earth  and  hell  their  force  m 
And  all  my  hop 

2  Had  not  the  Lo 

Mj  life  had  now  in  silence  da 
My  soul  among  the  dead. 

las  !  my  slid; 
Thy  pron lis  op  ; 

Thy  grace  stood  constant  by  my 
spirit  bore  me  up. 
4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 
a  roll. 
Thy  boundless  love  forgives  i 


176  PSALM  XCV. 

j  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rise, 
And  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 
But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  skies': 
He  Mill  defend  ray  cause. 
5  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud, 
Let  bold  blasphemers  seoif ; 
The  Lord  our  God  shall  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  sinners  off. 

PSALM  95.    Common  Metre. 
A  Psalm  before  Piayer. 

1  OlXG  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name. 
^  And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 

Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight. 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  seem, 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 
t  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep. 
Lies  in  his  spacious  ha 
He  fix'd  the  sea  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hiiis  must  stand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face ; 
Oil,  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 

6  Now  is  the  time  ;  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request ; 
Corn.4,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear. 
•c  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

PSALM  95.     Short  Metre. 
A  Psalm  before  Sermcn. 
{   g  ^OME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
'•%_J  And  hymns  of  glory  sing: 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 
S  Hefornvd  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 


P8A1  m  X!  tn 

The  watery  worlds  arc  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 

We  are  his  *  orks,  and  not  our  own, 
lie  fornvd  us  by  his  word. 

4  Today  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refuse 
The  language  of  his  grace, 

And  hearts  grow  hard  like  stubborn  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race, 
0  The  Lord  in  vengeance  drest 
Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear, 
*  Ye  that  despise  my  promis'd  rest, 
"  Shall  have  no  portion  there." 
PSALM  95.     1,  2,  3,  6—11.     LongMetie. 
m  lost  through  unbelief;  or,  A  warning  to  tk 
sinners. 
1/1 OME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
^       A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise  ; 
<  iod  is  a  sovereign  King  :  Rehearse 
nib  honor  in  exalted  verse. 
J  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
"Who  franrd  our  natures  with  his  word  ; 
He  is  our  Shepherd  ;  we  the  sheep 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 
S  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to  day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey  ; 
Nor  let  our  hardened  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 

4  Israel,  that  saw  his  works  of  grace, 
Tempted  their  Maker  to  his  face  j 
Provok'd  the  vengeance  of  his  rod, 
And  tirM  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  saith  the  Lord,  "  How  false  they  prove ! 
"  Forget  my  power  ;  abuse  my  love  ; 

"  Since  they  despise  my  rest,  1  swear, 
"  Their  feet  shall  never  enter  there." 
H  2 


178  PSALM  XCVI. 

0  [Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  those  ancient  rebels  dead  ; 
Attend  the  offer 'd  grace  to  day, 

Xor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 
7  Seize  the  kind  promise,  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Z ion's  heavenly  gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest ; 
Obey,  and  be  forever  blest.] 
PSALM  96.     1, 10,  &e.     Common  Metre 
Christ's  fir st  and  second  coining. 

1  Cl  IX  G  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
^  Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 

H"is  new  discover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 
lJ  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 
3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day  ; 
Joy  thro'  the  earth  be  seen  ; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green, 
■i  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 
The  islands  of  the  sea  : 
Ye  mountains,  sink  ;  ye  vallies,  rise ; 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes  !  he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations  as  their  God  ; 
To  shew  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

6  But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near, 
How^  will  the  guilty  nations  dread, 
To  see  their  Judge  appear  ! 

PSALM  96.      As  the  113th  Psahn. 
The  God  of  the  Gentiles. 
1  ~T  ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
J  j  To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise, 

To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name  : 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 
And  alibis  saving  works  proclaim. 


I.M  XCVII.  171 

2  The  heathen  know  thy  glory,  Lord  ; 
The  wondering  nations  read  thy  word  ; 
In  these  far  climes  Jehovah's  known  : 
Our  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made  ; 
Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 
I  He  firam'd  the  globe,  he  built  the  sky  ; 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there  ; 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light  ; 
His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright  ! 
His  temple,  how  divinely  fair! 
*  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power. 
And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name  : 
Then  shall  the  race  of  man  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 
PSALM  97.     1—5.     First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Christ  reigning  in  hehven,  and  coming  to  judgment. 
1  TIE  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns ' 
|j|_  Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains : 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice  ; 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 
rJ  Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown, 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne  ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes  ! 

Shakes  the  uide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs  : 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 
The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day  : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh" 
PSALM  97.     6—9.     Second  Part.    Long  Met 

Christ's  incarnation. 
I   r  |  THE  Lord  is  come  ;  the  heavens  proclaim 
\_    His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name 
An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 
Of  Eastern  snges  to  their  God, 


180  PSALM  XCVII. 

2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  skies, 
Go,  worship  where  the  Saviour  lies  : 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

5  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worshippers  confound  : 
Let  Judah  shout,  let  Zion  sing, 
And  earth  confess  her  sovereign  King. 
PSALM  97.     Third  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Grace  and  glory. 

1  f  j^H'  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high 

l_    0*er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky  ; 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy  seat. 

2  Oye,  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  shame  : 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown  ; 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honors  of  the  Lord, 
None  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace, 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

PSALM  97.     1,  3,  5—7, 11.    Common  Metre. 
Christ's  iticarnalion,  and  the  last  judgment. 
1  "I^rE  nations  round  the  northern  sea, 
\    Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  : 
His  word  like  fire  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 
3  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  hills, 
And  makes  the  vallies  rise  ; 
The  humble  soul  enjoys  his  smiles  ; 
The  haughty  sinner  dies. 

3  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim  ; 

The  idol  Gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worshippers  with  shame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  : 

1 


PSALM  X<  VIII.  181 

Thus  shall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  tots  shall  tremble  at  the  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire  : 
His  children  take  their  unknown  flight, 
And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 

6  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory,  sown 

For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown, 

And  a  rich  harvest  bear. 
PSALM  98.     First  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Praise  fur  tftc  gospel. 
1  fT^O  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 
L    New  honors  be  add  rest ; 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  blest. 
-2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abraham  first  j 
His  truth  fulfils  the  grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 
3  Let  the  whole  earth  bis  love  proclaim 
With  all  her  different  tongues; 
And  spread  the  honors  of  his  name 

In  melody  and  songs. 
PSALM  98.     Second  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  Messiah's  coming  and  kingdom. 

1  TOY  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
ej    Ljt  earth  receive  her  king  ; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  eaith  ;  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 

Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While  fields  and' floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  Xo  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Xor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 
I  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 
And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
^nd  wonders  of  his  love. 


182  PSALM  C. 

PSALM  99.     First  Part.     Short  Metre. 
Chrises  kingdom  and  majesty. 

1  fTlHE  God,  Jehovah,  reigns, 

1     Let  all  the  nations  fear  ; 

Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 

And  saints  be  humbled  there. 

2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 

Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand, 
And  swift  fulfil  his  word. 
5  In  Zion  is  his  throne  ; 
His  honors  are  divine  ; 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known . 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 
4  How  holy  is  his  name  ! 
How  terrible  his  praise  ! 
Justice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join. 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 
PSALM  99.     Second  Pari.     Short  Metre. 
A  holy  God  worshipped  rvith  reverence. 

1  TT1  XALT  the  Lord,  our  God, 
JLJ    And  worship  at  his  feet  ; 

His  ways  are  wisdom,  power,  and  truth, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 

When  Moses  cry'd,  when  Samuel  pray'd, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 
Xor  would  destroy  their  race  ; 

And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord,  our  God  ; 
His  grace  is  still  the  same  ; 

Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 

And  jealous  for  his  name. 
PSALM  100.   Long  Metre.    A  plain  translation. 

Praise  to  our  Creator. 
1  ^TT.  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

jj     Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King  : 
Servo  him  with  cheerfr.l  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing 


P8ALM  C.  18.? 

2  The  Lord  is  God ;  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life,  anil  breath,  and  being  give  , 
We  are  his  work*  and  not  our  own; 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live 

I  Eater  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy, 
With  praises  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 
To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

r  The  Lor  I  u  -rood,  the  Lord  is  kind, 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  : 
And  the  whole  race  ot  men  shall  tind 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 
PSALM  100.     Long  Metre.     A  pur  alt.       - 

1    *  ^E  sons  of  men,  in  God  rejoice, 
§_    From  land  to  land  his  nan 
Let  earth,  with  one  united  voice, 
Resound  his  praise  from  every  shore. 

5  Nations  attend  before  his  throne 
With  solemn  fear,  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

I  His  sovereign  power  without  our  aid 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ; 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayM. 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 
are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  . 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

'II  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  so: 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 

thy  love  : 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  ti-uth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 
FSALM  100.     Proper  Metre.     A  the  \ 
A  general  song  .,/  / 
1    O IXG  to  the  Lord  most'  b  i .. 
^  Let  even*  land  adore  ; 
With  grawful  voice  make  known 
His  goodness  and  his  pow  er 


184  PSALM  CI. 

Let  cheerful  songs 
Declare  his  ways, 
And  let  his  praise 
Inspire  your  tongues. 

2  Enter  his  courts  with  joy  ; 
With  fear  address  the  Lord  : 
He  forrn'd  us  with  his  hand. 
\nd  c>uicken'd  by  his  word 

With  wide  com  maud 
fie  spreads  his  sway 
O'er  every  sea, 
And  every  land. 

3  Hi's  hands  provide  our  food, 
And  every  blessing  give  ; 
We  feed  upon  his  care, 
And  in  his  pastures  live. 

With  cheerful  songs 
Declare  his  ways. 
And  let  his  praise 
Inspire  your  tongues. 

4  Good  is  the  Lord  our  Gou, 
His  truth  and  mercy  sure  ; 
While  earth  and  heaven  shall  last. 
His  promises   endure. 

With  bounteous  hand 
He  spreads  his  sway 
O'er  every  sea, 
And  every  land. 

PSALM  101.    Long  Metre. 

T/ir  Magistrates  Psalm. 

1  ~\M  ERCY  and  judgment  are  ray  song  ; 

v.  ▼  JL  ^nn*  smce  they  both  to  thee  belong 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  songs  and  vows  I'll  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  sword, 

I'll  take  my  counsels  from  thy  word  ; 
Thy  justice  and  thy  heavenly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wisdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  reside  : 
No  wicked  thing  shall  dwell  with  m< 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealousy. 


PSALM  CI. 


ons  of  slander,  rage  and  strife, 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  ; 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride 
Within  my  doors  shall  ne'er  abide. 
Til  search  the  land,  and  raise  the  just 
To  posts  of  honor,  wealth  and  trust : 
The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  favorites  still.] 
6  In  vain  shall  sinners  hope  to  rise 
By  flattering  or  malicious  lies  ; 
And  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  offender  shan't  be  spar'd. 
The  impious  crew  (that  factious  band) 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land, 
&nd  all,  that  break  the  public  rest, 
Where  I  have  power  shall  be  supprest. 
PSALM  101.     Common  Metre. 
A  P&UmJbr  a  master  r>f  a  family. 

1  4  VF  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing, 
%  f  And  pay  my  God  my  vows  : 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  heavenly  King, 

Teach  me  to  rule  my  house. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 

And  make  thy  servant  wise  : 

Pll  suffer  nothing  near  me  there, 

That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbor  wrong 

By  falsehood  or  by  force, 
The  scornful  eye,  the  slanderous  tongue, 

I'll  thrust  them  from  my  doors. 
i  111  seek  the  faithful  and  the  just, 
^    And  will  their  help  enjoy  ; 
These  are  the  friends,  that  I  shall  trust, 

The  servants  1*11  employ. 
5  The  wretch  that  deals  in  sly  deceit; 

I'll  not  endure  a  night  : 
The  liar's  tongue  I'll  ever  hate, 

And  banish  from  my  sight. 
*  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
So  shall  my  house  be  ever  found, 

V  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 


l&G  PSALM  CII. 

PSALM  102.  1-13,20,21.  First  part.  Com.  Me. 

A  prayer  for  the  afflicted, 

1  TJ EAR  me>  O  God»  nor  hide  thy  face, 

|~J_  But  answer,  lest  I  die  : 
Hast  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace 
To  hear  when  sinners  cry  ? 

2  My  days  are  wasted  like  the  smoke 

Dissolving  in  the  air  : 
My  strength  is  dry'd,  my  heart  is  broke, 
And  sinking  in  despair. 

3  My  spirits  flag,  like  withering  grass 

Burnt  with  excessive  heat ; 
In  secret  groans  my  minutes  pass, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  As  on  some  lonely  building's  top 

The  sparrow  tells  her  moan, 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope 
I  sit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  soul  is  like  a  wilderness, 

Where  beasts  of  midnight  howl  ; 
There  the  sad  raven  finds  her  place, 
And  there  the  screaming  owl. 

6  Dark,  dismal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  breast ; 
While  sharp  reproaches  wound  my  ears, 
Nor  give  my  spirit  rest. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 

And  tears  are  my  repast ; 
My  daily  bread  like  ashes  grows, 
Unpleasant  to  my  taste. 

8  Sense  can  afford  no  real  joy 

To  souls  that  feel  thy  frown  ; 
Lord,  'twas  thy  hand  advane'd  me  high  ;"* 
Thy  hand  hath  cast  me  down. 

9  My  looks  like  withered  leaves  appear ; 

And  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint  as  evening  shadows  are. 
That  vanish  into  night. 

10  But  thou  forever  art  the  same, 

O  my  eternal  God  ! 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  works  abroad. 


ILA1  I  ll. 

rill  my   Lon!  i 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expected  day. 

as,  he  knows  their  cry, 
•  •us  ways 
Redeems  the  prisoners  doom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  tongues  with  praise. 

Prayer  heard,  and  Zicr.  res'.crcd. 
1  T    ET  Zion  and  her  sons  re 
g^  Behold  the  promis'd  boo 
Her  (jCkI  hath  heard  her  mourning  voic<\. 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 
r  dust  and  ruins  that  remain 
Are  precious  in  our  eyes  : 
Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again. 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 
3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 
Aocistand  in  glory  there  : 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name. 
And  kings  attend  w  ith  fear. 

-its  a  sovereign  on  his  throne, 
With  pity  in  his  • 
He  hears  the  dying  prisoners  g 
I  sees  their  si 
5  He  frees  the  souls,  condemn'd  to  d  . 
And  »vhen  his  saints  complain, 
It  shan't  be  said,  "  that  praying  breath 
"  Was  ever  spent  in  vain.'' 
C>  This  shall  be  known  when  we  a're  dead, 
And  left  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
i  trust  and  praise  the  Lord. 
P8A1 

nortalrtrji  and  Chriiti  eternity  ;  or,  Saint*  die,  but 
i  and  the  church  five, 
1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  id, 

J    Weakens  omf  strength  amid  ths  : 
Disease  and  death  at  his  command 
Arrest  us,  and  cut 


183  '        PSALM  Clll. 

l2  Spare  as,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  sua  go  down  at  noon  : 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon  : 

S  Yet  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 
This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage  ; 
"  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  : 
(<  Christ  is  the  same  thro'  every  age." 

■\  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 
Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand  : 
This  earth  grows  old,  these  heavens  shall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky- 
Like  garments  shall  be  laid  aside ; 

But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  church  forever  must  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  shall  they  survive, 
And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again. 

TSALM  103.     1-7.     First  Part.    Long  Metre 
Blessing  God  for  his  goodness  to  soul  and  body. 

1  Y3  LESS,  O  ray  soul,  the  living  God  ; 

J3  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work,  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise  : 

Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 

Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot  ? 
.3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes,  which  thou  hast  done  ; 

He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 

The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 
i  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels : 

Redeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saves 

Our  wasting  life  from  threatning  graves 
5  Our  youth  decay M  his  powerrepairs  ; 

His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  : 

He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 

\nd  fills  our  hopes  with  heavenly  food. 


ULM  (  III  1S9 

ressor  and  thJ  opprest, 
And  it-  sufferer  rest ; 

will  his  justice  more  display 
In  the  last,  great,  rewarding  day. 

power  he  shew'd  by  Moses'  hands. 
And  gave  to  Israel  his  commands  ; 
But  sent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 
To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son. 
8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine.] 
PSALM  103.    8—18.  Second  Part.  Long* 

.'<>  chattitement  ;  or,  Hti  tender  merry  to  hu  people. 
1  fT^HE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  ! 
L    How  firm  his  truth  !  how  large  hii  . 
He  takes  his  hi?  throne, 

And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known, 
half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread, 
tarry  heavens  above  our  head, 
ia  rich  love  exceeds  our  ; 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  Not  half  so  far  hath  natui  -  placed 

l  lorning  from  the  west, 

£  those  he  lovc-. 

4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise  : 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  fii 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ' 

5  Amidst  his  wrath  compassion  shi\- 
His  strokes  are  lighter  than 

And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  saints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  So  fathers  their  young  son-  ehas 
"With  gentle  hands  aud  melting  eyes  : 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  smart, 
And  move  the  pitv  of  their  heart. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  w  isc-  and  just, 

a  that  our  frame  is 


190  PSALM  CiU. 

And  will  no  heavy  loads  impose 
Beyond  the  strength  that  he  bestows. 

8  He  knows  how  soon  our  nature  dies, 
Blasted  by  every  wind  that  flies  ; 
Like  grass  we  spring,  and  die  as  soon, 
Or  morning  flowers  that  fade  at  noon. 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  sure 
To  all  the  saints,  and  shall  endure ; 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  shall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 

PSALM  103.     1-7.    First  Part.     Short  Metn. 
Praise  for  spiritual  and  temporal  mercies. 

1  /T\H,  ^ess  the  Lord,  my  soul  ! 
\  f  Let  all  within  me  join, 

And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  Oil,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 
Xor  iet  his  mercies  lie, 

forgotten  in  imthankfulness  ; 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins  ; 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain  ; 

'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransom'd  from  the  grave  : 

He  thatredeem'd  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 
He  gives  the  sufferers  rest  : 

The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud. 
And  justice  for  th'  opprest. 
C  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known  ; 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
*"        By  his  beloved  Son. 
PSALM  103.  8-18.  Second  Part.   Short  Metre, 

Abounding  compassion  of  God  ;    or,  Mercy  in  Ike  midst  oj 
judgment. 
1  1%/ffY  soul,  repeat  his  praise 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great  : 


PSALM  CHI.  101 

anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
uly  to  abate. 
C  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

!,  when  liis  strokes  are  felt, 
I  lis  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes. 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 
3  High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 

Our  highest  thoughts  exceed 
i  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 
And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  East  is  from  the  West, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 
5  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
[a  such  as  tender  parents  feel  : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame 
G  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 
Scatter'd  by  every  breath  : 
Hia  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grass. 
Or  like  the  morning  flower  : 

If  one  sharp  blast  SAveep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure  : 

And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  wqriis  of  promise  sure. 

PSALM  103.  19— 22.    Third  Part.    Short  M, 

Gaffs  universal  dominion  ;  or,  Angels  praise  the  Lord. 

1  fTTTHE  Lord,  the  sovereign  King, 

J     Hath  fiVd  his  throne  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  angels  great  in  might, 
And  swift  to  do  his  will, 

Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear. 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 


192  PSALM   CiV. 

3  Let  the  bright  hosts  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praise  they  sing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works 
Through  his  vast  kingdom  shew 

Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  my  soul, 
Shalt  sing  his  praises  too. 

PSALM  104.    Long  Metre. 

The  glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Providence. 
I  "^  J  Y  soul,  thy  great  Creator  praise  ; 

j  T'.sL  When,  cloth'd  in  his  celestial  rays, 

He  in  full  majesty  appears, 

And,  like  a  robe,  his  glory  wears. 
N'ote—  This  Psalm  may  be  sung-  to  the  tune  of 

the  Old  112th  or  Vllth  Psalm,  ^by  adding  these 

(wo  lines  to  every  stanza,  viz. 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  what  tongue  can  frame 

An  equal  honor  to  his  name  J 
Otherwise  it  musi  be  sung  as  the  100  Psalm. 
c2  The  heavens  are  for  his  curtains  spread, 

Tli"  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed  : 

Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  flies 

On  winged  storms  across  the  skies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  inspires, 
His  ministers,  are  flaming  fires ; 
And  swift  as  thought  their  armies  move 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 

4  The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd,  and  shall  forever  stand  ;* 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 
Lest  it  should  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  When  earth  was  cover'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  stood. 
He  thunder'd,  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Confhi'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  swelling  billows  know  their  bounds, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  rounds  ; 
Yet,  thence  convey'd  by  secret  veins, 
They  spring  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plains. 


,-ls  the  crystal  fountains  : 
And  cheer  thai*] 

Tame  heifers  there  their  thirst  allay, 
on  wild  asses  bray. 

8  From  pleasant  trees,  which  sha<le  the  brink. 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink  ; 

I  Ii»ir  songs  the  lark  and  linnet  raise, 
And  chide  our  silence  in  his  praise. 
PAUSE  I. 

9  God,  from  his  cloudy  cistern,  pours 
On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  shou 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 
A  thousand  joyful  blessings  yield. 

makes  the  grassy  food  arise, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  supplies  ; 
With  herbs  for  man,  of  various  power, 
To  nourish  nature,  or  to  cure. 

1 1  What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce  ! 
The  olive  yields  a  shiningjuice  ; 

Onr  hearts  are  cheer'd  with  generous  w  ine  ; 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  shine. 

12  Oh,  bless  his  name,  ye  nations,  fed 
With  nature's  chief  supporter,  bread  : 
While  bread  your  vital  strength  imparts, 
Serve  him  with  vigor  in  vour  hearts. 

PAUSE  II. 

1 3  Behold  the  stately  cedar  stands 
Rais'd  in  the  forest  by  his  hands ; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  shelter  fly, 
And  build  their  nests  secure  on  high. 

1  \  To  craggy  hills  ascends  the  goat ; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  ;< 
The  feebler  creatures  make  their  cell : 
He  drives  them  wisdom  where  to  dwell 

15  He  sets  the  sun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face  ; 
And  when  thick  darkness  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beasts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And  roaring  ask  their  meat  from  God  ; 
But  when  the  morning  b^ams  arise, 
The  savage  beast  to  covert  flies. 

I 


194  PSALM  CIV. 

M  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes  ; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repose  j 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  sweet  relief 
From  tiresome  toil  and  wasting  grief. 

1  8  How  strange  thy  works !  how  great  thy  ski 
All  lands  thy  boundless  riches  fill  ; 
Thy  wisdom  round  the  world  we  sec  : 
This  spacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

19  Xorless  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  fish  in  millions  swim  and  creep. 
With  wondrous  motions,  swift  or  slow. 
Still  wandering  in  the  paths  below. 

20  There  ships  divide  their  watery  way, 
And  flocks  of  scaly  monsters  play; 
There  dwells  the  huge  Leviathan, 
And  foams  and  sports  in  spite  of  man. 

PAUSE  III. 
L2\  Vast  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord  ! 

All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word, 

A^id  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stands. 

Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 
22  While  each  receives  his  different  food, 

His  cheerful  looks  'pronounce  it  good  ; 

Eagles,  and  bears,  and  whales,  and  worms 

Rejoice  and  praise  in  different  forms. 
J3  But,  when  thy  face  is  hid,  they  mourn, 

And  d}  ing  to  their  dust  return  ; 

Both  man  and  beast  their  souls  resign  ; 

Life,  breath,  and  spirit,  all  are  thine. 
C 4  Yet  thou  cm:st  breathe  on  dust  again, 

And  fill  the  world  with  beasts  and  men  ; 

A  wc;*H  of  thy  creating  breath 

Repairs  the  wastes  of  time  and  death. 
25  His  works,  the  wonders  of  his  might, 

Are  honor'd  with  his  own  delight  : 

IIovv-  awful  are  his  glorious  ways  ! 

The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praise. 
25  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke. 

And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke  ; 

Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 

And  tell  their  wants  to  sovereign  grace. 


!     .     I  CIV. 

thee  my  Ik 
I 

■ 
..  their  dust, 
1  to  i 
Immortal  hallelujahs  sing. 

1  pTVfO  heaven's  high  King,  'my  soul,  thy  honors 

Honour  and  raajesfc 

ire  light,  villi  e«d!«  >>s  glory  ei 
j'd  the  pillars  of  the  realms  on  high, 
And  hung  the  az< 

2  O'er  ocean's  fields  he  spreads  his  chambers  far, 
And  rolls  through  ether's  wilds  his  cloudy  car  ; 
On  the  wiog'd  whirlwind  walks  the  bound1 

ds  his  Angel  hosts  before  him  fly  ; 
d  through  every  world  they  spread  his  name 
Pure  as  the  air,  and  active  as  the  flame. 

3  He  built  the  earth ;  he  flx'd  the  sol 

ide  the  deep  the  mighty  mass  surround, 
gh  hills  the  swelling  billows  stood  ; 
ke  ;  they  hasten *d  totheir  dark  ah 
Dread  AIM,  and,  down  the  mountains 

the    vales,  and  own'd  the  voice   ci 

•i  There  closM  forever  by  th'  appointed  stare, 

i  -;  shall  drench  thevorldnomore, 
But,  fbrm'd  for  nobler  ends,  in  springs  shall  flow, 
b  the  hills,  and  cheer  the  vales  below  ; 
the  wild  beasts  their  scorching  thirst  allay  ; 
There  the  herds  wander,  and  the  lambkins  play. 
".  There  mid  the  groves  shailbuildthefeatherV.race. 
His  bounty  sing,  and  teach  mankind  to  praise  ; 
The  springing  grass  the  useful  ox  sustain  ; 
The  ripening  corn  support  the  race  of  man  ; 
Bread  nerve  the  heart,  with  oil  the  aspect  shine, 
the  glad  bosom  warm  with  cheerful  wine. 


196  PSALM  CV. 

6  On  lofty  Lebanon  his  cedars  stand, 

Rear'd  by  his  power,  and  planted  by  his  hand ; 
There  birds  of  stronger  wing  securely  rest, 
High  on  the  fir  the  stork  erects  her  nest  ; 
O'er  craggy  mountains  roams  the  browsing  flock, 
And  feebler  conies  seek  the  sheltering  rock. 

7  He  form'd  for  measur'd  months  the  changing 

moon  ; 
For  circling  days  decreed  the  steady  sun  : 
Dun  night  ascends,  the  wild  beast  roams  abroad  ; 
Young  lions  roar,  and  ask  their  meat  from  God  ; 
Aw'd  by  the  morn,  they  fly  their  bloody  spoil, 
And  man  securely  seeks  his  daily  toil. 

8  How  vast,  how  various,  are  thy  wondrous  ways ! 
All  plann'd  by  wisdom  !  all  replete  with  praise  ! 
Blest  by  thy  bounty,  earth  with  treasures  glows  ; 
Stor'd  with  thy  riches,  teeming  ocean  flows  : 
There  ships  mysterious  wind  their  watery  way  ; 
There  scaly  nations  swim,  and  monsters  play. 

9  All  nature's  millions  wait  thy  dread  command, 
And  take  their  timely  portion  from  thy  hand  ; 
Each  tastes  the  share,  by  thee  on  each  bestow'd, 
And  feasts,  delighted,  on  sufficient  good  : 
VeilM  is  thy  face  ;  each  drooping  creature  dies  ; 
Thy  Spirit  breathes,  and  new-born  millions  rise. 

10  To  thee  my  life  shall  be  a  life  of  praise  ; 

To  me  most  s\veet  thy  name,  and  works  and  ways, 
While  the  world  shakes  beneath  thine  awful  eye, 
The  touch' d  hills  burn,  and  haughty  sinners  die, 
Thy  glory  round  the  skies  shall  ever  shine, 
And  all  thy  creatures  yield  thee  joy  divine. 

PSALM  105.     Common  Metre.     Abridged. 

God's  conduct  of  Israel,  and  the  plague*  of  Egypt. 

1  f^i  IVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
\W  And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
Souud  thro'  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 

That  all  may  seek  his  face. 

2  His  covenant,  which  he  kept  in  mind, 

For  numerous  ages  past, 
To  numerous  ages  yet  behind, 
In  equal  force  shall  last. 


PSALM  <  \  107 

oil  \  araham  ami  his  teed, 

And  made  the  blessing  Bare  ; 
Gentile*  the  ancient  promise  read, 
Anil  find  Ms  truth  endure, 
v  ••  Th\  seed  shall  make  all  nations  blest,"' 
(Said  the  Ylmighty  voice) 
"  And  Canaan's  land  shall  be  their  rest, 
"  The  type  of  heavenly  joys." 

5  [How  large  the  grant !  how  rich  the  grace  ! 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  the}   were  strangers  in  the  place, 
A  little," feeble  band  ! 

6  Like  pilgrims  thro'  the  countries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd  ; 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  frown'd, 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  my  arm 

'«  Shall  soon  revenge  the  wrong  ; 
"  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm, 
"  Shall  know  their  God  is  strong." 
S  Then  let  the  -world  forbear  its  rage, 
Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  : 
Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 
And  be  th*  Almighty*  care.] 
PAUSE  I. 
:■  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  saints, 
And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 
Moses  a  as  sent  at  their  complaints, 
Arin'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

10  He  eall'd  for  darkness,  darkness  came, 

Like  an  overwhelming  flood  ; 
He  made  each  lake,  and  every  stream, 
A  lake,  a  stream  of  blood. 

11  He  gave  the  sign,  and  noisome  flies 

Thro1  the  whole  country  spread  ; 
^nd  frogs,  in  croaking  armies,  rise 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 

12  Through  fields,  and  towns,  and  palaces, 

The  ten-fold  vengeance  flew  ; 
Locusts  in  swarms  devour'd  their  trees, 
And  hail  their  cattle  slew. 

13  Then  by  an  angel's  midnight  stroke, 

The  flower  of  Egypt  died  ; 


198  PSALM  CVI. 

The  strength  of  every  house  was  broke, 

Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

j  4  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

JYor  put  the  church  in  fear  : 

Israel  mast  live  through  ev'ry  age, 

And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

PAUSE  II. 
)  5  Thus  were  the  tribes  trom  bondage  freed, 
And  left  the  hated  ground  ; 
Egyptian  spoils  supplied  their  need, 
Nor  was  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way. 

And  mark'd  their  journies  right ; 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

1 7  They  thirst ;  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  following  still  the  course  they  took 
Ran  all  the  desert  through. 

18  O  wondrous  stream  !  O  blessed  type 

Of  ever-flowing  grace  ! 
So  Christ  our  Rock  maintains  our  life 
Through  all  this  wilderness. 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty's  hand, 

The  chosen  tribes  possest 
Canaan  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy 'd  their  rest. 

20  Then  lei  the  xvorld  forbear  its  rage, 

The  church  renounce  her  fear  : 
Israel  must  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th9  Almighty's  care. 

PSALM  106.     1—5.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Praise  to  God;  or.  Communion  ivith  Sauits. 

1  npO  God  the  great,  the  ever  blest, 

|_    Let  songs  of  honor  be  addrest, 
His  mercy  firm  forever  stands  ; 
Give  him'the  thanks  his  love  demands, 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways, 
Who  shall  fulfil  thy  boundless  praise  ? 
Blest  are  the  souls  that  fear  thee  still. 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will 


vLMCMI  100 

.>  Kemember  what  thy  meroj  did 

And  with  the  same  Bali 

The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  grace. 

t  Oh,  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
Ami  aid"  their  triumphs  with  my  voice  ! 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
.Toin'd  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  thee. 

PSALM  106.  7,8,12—14,4:— 48.  Secow 

Short  I 
unitktd  and pardsned  ;  or,  C 

1  X~1  OD  of  eternal  love, 

\J[  How  fickle  are  cur  ways  ! 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Israel  proi  e 
Thy  constancy  of  grace  ! 

2  They  saw  thy  wonders  wrought. 
And  then  thy  praise  they  sung  ; 

Hut  soon  thy  works  of  power  forgot, 
And  murmur "d  with  their  tongue. 

3  Now  they  believ'd  his  word, 
While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  ; 

Xow  with  their  lusts  provok'd  the  Lord. 

And  he  redue'd  them  low. 

i  •  t  when  they  mourn' d  their  faults. 

He  hearken'd  to  their  groans, 
Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thoughts. 

And  calTd  them  still  his  sons. 
5  Their  names  were  in  his  hook, 

He  sav'd  them  from  their  ftx 
Oft  lie  ihastis'd,  hot  ne'er  forsook 

The  people  that  he  cliose. 
G  Let  Israel  bless  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  tlieir  ancient  race  ; 
And  Christiansjoin  the  solemn  word, 

Amen,  to  all  their  praise. 

PSALM  107.     Firs*  Pari.     Long  Metre. 
led  to  Canaan,  and  Christians  to  heaven. 
1   l^l  IVE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above, 
*  T  Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  Love, 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  shall 


2UU  JPfcALiM   UVJ1. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
Israel  the  natron  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters  and  flr  Egyptian  yoke, 
They  trae'd  the  desert,  wandering  round 
A  wild  and  solitary  ground. 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  a  fix'd  abode  : 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  assuage 
Their  burning  thirst,  or  hunger's  rage.] 

5  In  their  distress  to  God  they  cry'd, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide  • 
He  led  their  march  far  wandering  round, 
'T  was  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  ground 

o  Thus  when  our  first  release  we  gain 
From  sin's  old  yoke,  and  Satan's  chain. 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  pass, 
A  dangerous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  w  ay  ; 
He  guides  our  footsteps  lest  we  stray  ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

8  Oh,  let  the  saints  with  joy  record  ! 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works !  how  kind  his  ways  ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 
PSALM  1 07.     Second  fart.    Long  Metre . 

Correction  far  sin,  and  release  by  prayer. 

1  TTjROM  age'to  age  exalt  his  name, 
§^    God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same  .; 
He  fills  the  hungry  soul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  every  good. 

•2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rise 
Against  the  God  that  rules  the  skies ; 
If  they  reject  his  heavenly  word, 
And  slight  the  counsels  of  the  Lord  ; 

5  He'll  bring  their  spirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliverer  shall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  grief  they  waste  their  breath 
In  darkness  and  the  shades  of  death. 


PSALM  CV1I 

i  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  I 
uikes  the  dawning  iight  arise, 
I  scatters  all  that  dismal  shade, 
That  hung  so  heavy  round  their  head. 

cuts  the  bars  of  brass  in  two, 
And  lets  the  smiling  prisoners  through  , 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  laboring  soul  relief. 
6  Oh,  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  '.  how  kind  his  i 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

PSALM  107.     Third  Part.    Long  Metre 

mmee  punished  and purdctoed ;  or,  J  juabr, 
gluttvn  mid  drunkard, 

1  "W^AIX  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  bent, 

7     Prepares  for  his  awn  punishment ; 
What  pains,  what  loathsome  maladies 
From  luxury-  and  lust  arise  ! 

2  Jhe  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  waste, 
Vet  drowns  his  health  to  please  his  taste  ; 
'Till  ail  his  active  powers  are  lost, 
And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  dust. 

.  ■  glutton  groans,  rod  loathes  to  eat, 
His  soul  abhors  delicious  meat  ; 
Nature  with  heavy  loads  opi 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

.ateil  sinners  By 
To  God  for  help  with  earnest  cry  ! 
lie  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breath, 
And  saves  them  from  approaching  death 
5  Xo  med'eines  could  effect  the  cure 
«  k,  so  easy,  or  so  sure  : 
The  deadly  sentence  God  repeals, 
lends  his  sovereign  word  and  heals. 
.  may  the  sons  of  men  re. 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  let  their  thankful  offerings  prove 
'ore  their  Maker's  love. 
I  2 


jo:  psalm  cvii. 

PSALM  107.     Fourth  Part.     LongMetre. 
Deliverance  from  storms  and  shipwreck}  ot^lte  seayjiarfs  sow 

1  \%  rOULl)  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
!•  V     His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad, 

Go  with  the.  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  seas. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favour  of  the  wind  ; 
'Till  God  command,  and  tempests  rise, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

•3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount  amain, 
Now  sink  to  dreadful  deeps  again, 
What  strange  affright  young  sailors  feel, 
And  like  a  staggering  drunkard  reel  ! 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Lost  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry-: 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  itfdistress. 

5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage, 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  ; 
*Tis  calm  ;  and  sailors  smile  to  see 
The  haven  where  they  wish'd  to  be. 

6  Oa}  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  their  pri\ate  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 

PSALM  107.     Fourth  Part.     Common  Metre. 

The  mariner'* psalm. 
1  F^HY  Avorks  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
I     Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 
;  lie  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  ships. 
i2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise, 
And  swell  the  towering  waves  ; 
The  men  astonish'd  mount  the  skies, 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 
o  [Again  they  climb  the  watery  hills, 
And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tottering  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 
4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempest  roar, 
They  pant  with  fluttering  breath, 


And  hopeless  of  the  dial 

i  Then  to  the  Lord  thej 

ars  their  1. 

lays  the  floods  to 

Now  to  t  port  appe;; 

nm  she  paid. 
7  ?Tis  God  that  brings  them  safe  to  land  ; 
Let  stupid  mortals  know, 

i.ler  his  command, 
■  all  the  winds  that  blow 
S  Oh,  that  the  sons  of  mill  would  praise 
The  goodseai  of  the  Lord  i 
And  those  that  see  thy  wondrous  ways 
Thy  wondrous  love  record. 
PSALAf  107.     Latt  Part-     Long  Metre. 

A  P sal :ii  for  Xew-Enstfand. 
1  -m^THEX  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes,, 
W     Scourges  the  madness  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  ban-en  sand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 

-  word  ean  ra  •  -  !::gs  again, 

And  make  the  v,  ither'd  mountains  green, 
showery  blessings  from  the  skies, 

ig  dwelt  but  beasts  of  pre) . 
Or  n.  .rid  wild  as  they  ; 

He  bids  th'  opprest  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 
.  the  fields,  and  trees  they  pha 
Whose  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want  ; 
Their Yace  grows  up  from  fruitful  stocks. 
Their  wealth  increases  with  their  fl 
ins  they  are  blest ;  but  if  they  sin, 
;ets  the  heathen  nations  in, 

their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  barbarous  hand-. 

ir  captive  sons,  expos' d  to  scorn, 
Wander  unpitied  and  forlorn. 


204  PSALM  CVI1L 

The  country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd, 
And  desolation  spreads  the  field, 

7  Yet  if  the  humbled  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 
Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live.] 

8  The  righteous  with  ajoyful  sense, 
Admire  the  works  of  Providence  ; 
And  tongues  of  atheists  shall  no  more 
Blaspheme  the  God  that  saints  adore. 

9  How  few  with  pious  care  record, 
These  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 
But  wise  observers  still  shall  find 
The  Lord  is.holy,  just,  and  kind. 

PSALM  108.    Long  Metre. 
Praise  to  God  for  his  care  of  the  Church. 

1  A   GAIN,  my  tongue,  thy  silence  break, 
J\_  My  heart,  and  all  my  powers,  awake 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Awake,  and  sing  Jehovah's  name. 

2  Ye  saints  rejoice  ;  ye  nations  hear  ; 
While  I  your  Maker's  praise  declare  , 
High  o'er  the  clouds  his  truth  ascends  ; 
Through  earth,  thro' heaven,  his  grace  extends. 

3  O'er  heaven  exalted  is  his  throne  ; 
In  every  world  his  glory  shown ; 

The  church,  he  loves,  his  hand  shall  save 
From  death,  and  sorrow,  and  the  grave. 

4  Ye  kingdoms,  hear  his  awful  voice  ! 
"  In  Zion  shall  my  heart  rejoice ; 

"  This  hand  shall  all  her  foes  dismay, 
"  And  make  their  scattered  strength  a  prey, 
ii  "  Mine  are  the  sons  of  Zion,  mine 
"  Their  glory,  grace,  and  truth  divine ; 
'•'  My  sceptre  shines  in  Judah's  hands, 
"  And  still  my  strength  in  Ephraim  stands. 

6  "  My  foes  to  ruin  shall  be  given, 

"  The  shame  of  earth,  the  scorn  of  heaven  ; 

"  Their  eyes  shall  see  my  church  prevail  ; 

"  Their  strength  shall  shrink,their  courage  fail." 

7  O  thou,  beneath  whose  sovereign  sway 
Nations,  and  worlds,  in  dust  decay, 


PSALM  i  \ 

fhough  thy  sweet  smile  has  been  withdrawn. 
Thine  aid  dcn\'d,  thy  pn  Benee  gone  ; 

I  will  thou  still  with  low  return  ; 
With  duty  teach  our  hearts  to  hum  ; 
Our  dying  graces,  Lord,  revive, 
And  hid  thy  fainting  children  live. 

is  from  sin,  and  tear,  and  w&  , 
From  every  snare,  and  every  foe. 
And  help  us  boldly  to  contend. 
Falsehood  resist,  and  truth  defend. 

PSA1  M  Ip9.     Ver.  1—5.  31.     Common  Metre 
Lore  to  eru  :it. 

1  f^i  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise, 
I  W  Thy  glory  is  my  song  : 
Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 

With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 

With  cruel  slanders  false  and  vain, 

They  compass'd  him  around. 

3  Their  miseries  his  compassion  move. 

Their  peace  he  still  pursu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cause, 

Yet  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  pray'd  for  murderers  on  his  ci< 
And  blest  his  foes  in  death.       , 

5  Lord,  shall  thy  bright  example  shine. 

In  vain  before  my  eyes  r 
Give  me  a  soul  a-kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  shall  on  my  side  engage, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage 

Who  slander  and  condemn. 
PSALM  110.     First  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Christ  exalted  und  multitudes  converted;  or.  The  success  of 

the  Gospel. 
1  FWlHUS  the  eternal  Father  spake 

JL    To  Christ  tke  Son  ;  "  Ascend  and  sit 


J: 


206  PSALM  (X. 

"  At  my  right  hand,  'till  1  shall  make 
"  Tbj  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 

2  "  From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed, 
'•  Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 

u  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed 
"  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  "  That  day  shall  shew  thy  power  is  great, 
"When  saints  shall  flock  with  willing  minds, 
c*  And  sinners  croud  thy  temple-gate, 

"  Where  holiness  in  beauty  shines." 

4  O  blessed  pov  cr  !  O  glorious  day  ! 
What  a  large  victory  shall  ensue  ! 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 

PSALM  110.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre 

<ngdo;n  and pr: est hood  of  Christ. 

1  ff^HL'S  tli e  great  Lord  of  earth  and  sea. 

Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  s* 
"  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
"  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more 

2  "  Aaron  and  all  his  sons  must  die  : 
"  But  everlasting  life  is  thine, 

"  To  save  forever  those  that  fly 

*"•  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  "  By  me  Melehisedek  was  made 

"  On  earth  a  king  and  priest  at  once, 

"  And  thou,  my  heavenly  Priest,  shalt  plead, 

"  And  thou,  my  King,  shalt  rule  my  so,  - 

4  Jesus  the  priest  ascends  his  throne  ; 
While  counsels  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  success. 

r»  Through  the  whole  earth  his  reign  shall  spread, 
And  crush  the  powers,  that  dare  r<  be!, 
Then  shall  he  judge  the  rising  dead, 
And  send  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 

G  Though  while  lie  treads  his  glorious  wsrj  . 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blood. 
The  sufferings  of  that  dreadful  rlyy 
Shall  hut  advance  him  u 


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208  PSALM  CXII. 

The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endless  years  endure. 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skies, 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim  : 

What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divinest.  skill ; 
And  he's  the  wisest  of  our  race 
Who  best  obeys  thy  will 

PSALM  111.     Second  Part.     Common   Metre. 

The  perfect  inns  of  God. 

1  4T^  REAT  is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  might 
\lf  Demand  our  noblest  songs  : 

Let  his  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

He  gives  his  children  food  ; 
And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
-    He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  seal  his  covenant  sure  : 
Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name, 

His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 
i  They  that  would  grow  divinely  w  ise, 

Must  with  his  fear  begin  ; 
Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 

In  hating  every  sin. 

PSALM  112.  Proper  Metre.  Js  theU3th  JHxtrfm. 
The  blessings  of  the  liberal  man. 

1  pireHAT  man  is  blest,  who  stands  in  awe 

Jg     Of  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law  : 
Hi?  seed  on  earth  shall  be  renown'd  ; 

His  house,  the  seat  of  wealth,  shall  be 

An  inexhauted  treasury, 

And  with  successive  horors  crown'd. 

2  His  liberal  favours  he  extends  ; 
To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends  : 

A  generous  pity  fills  his  mind  : 
Yet  what  his  charity  impaiis 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs, 

And  thus  he's  just  to  all  mankind. 


PSALM  C 

3  His  hands,  while  they  his  almsbestow'ri, 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sow'd  : 

membrance  of  the  just, 
n  root,  revives  and  bears 
A  train  of  blessings  for  his  heirs, 
When  dying  nature  sleeps  in  dust. 
let  with  threatening  dangers  round, 
I'ninov'd  shall  he  maintain  his  ground  : 

His  conscience  holds  his  courage  up  ;     . 
The  soul  that's  fillM  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night ; 
And  sees  in  darkness  beams  of  hope. 
PAUSE. 
)  fill  tidings  never  can  surprise 
Alis  heart,  thatfix'd  on  God  relies; 

Though  waves  and  tempests  roar  around. 
Sate  on  the  rock  he  sits,  and  sees 
The  shipwreck  of  his  enemies, 
And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown'd 
6  The  wicked  shall  his  triumph  see, 
kod  gnash  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  crost, 
To  see  their  envy,  pride  and  spite, 
-  ok  down  to  everlasting  night, 
»  And  all  their  names  in  darkness  lost.1 

PSALM  112.     Long  Metre. 
taut  and  charitable. 

1  npHRlCE  happy  man,  who  fears  the  Lord, 

8     Loves  his  commands,  and  trusts  his  wcril 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 

2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  still  inclin'd  ; 
He  lends  the  poor  some  present  aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

J  "When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  spread, 
That  fill  his  neighbors  round  with  dread. 
His  heart  is  arm'd  against  the  fear, 
For  God,  with  all  his  power,  is  there. 

i  His  soul,  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heavenly  courage  from  his  word 


Amidst  the  darkness  light  shall  rise, 
To  cheer  his  heart,  and  bless  his  eyes. 
5  He  hath  dispers'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  still  before  his  God  : 
I  lis  name  on  earth  shall  long  remain, 
While  envious  sinners  fret  in  vain. 

PSALM  112.     Common  Metre 
Liberality  rewarded, 

1  |  J  APPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
J  (L  And  follows  his  commands  ; 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward. 

Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

2  As  pitj?  dwells  within  his  breast 

To  all  the  sons  of  need  ; 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 
3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 
His  well  established  mind  ; 
His  soul  to  God,  his  refuge,  fiie;-. 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 
i  In  times  of  general  distress 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 
To  shew  the  world  his  righteousness. 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 
■  His  works  of  piety  and  love 
Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honour  on  earth  and  joys  above 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 

PSALM  113.     Proper  Tune. 
The  majesty  and  condescension  of  God. 
1  "^TTE  that  delight  to  serve  the  Lord, 
j|     The  honours  of  his  name  record, 

His  sacred  name  forever  bless  ; 

Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 

J  lis  rising  beams,  or  setting  rays, 

Let  lands  and  seas  his  power  confess. 

lJ  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 

Can  give  his  vast  dominion  bounds  ; 

The  heavens  are  far  below  his  height : 
Let  no  created  greatness  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 
Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might 


PSALM  cxu: 

3  He 

the  bright  hosts  of  Angels  do, 

care  to  mortal  thii 

His  sovereign  hands  exalt  the  poor, 

He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 
;:i  company  for  k 
i  When  childless  families  despair, 
He  sends  the  blessing  of  an  heir 

To  rescue  their  expiring-  name  ; 
The  mother,  with  a  thankful  i 
Proclaims  his  praises,  and  her  joy- 
Let  every  age  advance  his  fame. 
PSALM  113.     Long  Metre. 
God  sovereign  and  gracious. 

1  "\7E  servants  of  th'  almighty  King, 

j  In  every  age  his  praises  sing  ; 
Where'er  the  sun  shall  rise  or  set, 
The  nations  shall  his  praise  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Nor  time  nor  place  his  power  restrain. 
Nor  bound  his  universal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels,  with  their  God  compare  : 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  ! 

i  Behold  his  love,  he  stoops  to  view 
What  saints  above  and  angels  do  ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know. 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below  ! 

5  From  dust  and  cottages  obscure 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor; 
Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  sons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heavenly  thrones 

ord  of  his  creating  voice 
Can  make  the  barren  house  rejoice  : 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  past, 
The  promis'd  seed  is  born  at  last. 
With  joy  the  mother  views  her  son, 
And  tcils  the  wonders  God  has  done  : 
Faith  may  grow  strong  when  sense  despairs ; 
Though  nature  fails,  the  promise  bears.] 


212  PSALM  CXV. 

PS  A  LM  1 1 4.    Long  Metre. 

Miracles  attending  Israel's  journey. 

1  ^Y/TIEX  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 

P  f     Left  the  proud  tyrant,  and  his  land, 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  liis  throne. 

2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay.; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  ; 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

3  The  mountains  shook  like  frighted  sheep, 
Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap ; 

Not  Sinai  on  her  base  could  stand, 

Conscious  of  sovereigu  power  at  hand. 
t  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide  ? 

Or  Jordan  backward  roll  his  &de  ? 

Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  f 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 
i  Let  every  mountain,  ever}'  flood 

Retire,  and  know  tit'  approaching  God, 

The  King  of  Israel,  see  him  here  ; 

Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 
6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 

The  rock  to  standing  pools  he  turns  ; 

Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 

And  fires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

PSALM  115.    Long  Metre. 
The  true  God  our  Refuge  ;  or,  Idolatry  reproved. 

1  ^TOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 
j/%    Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due  ; 
'Tis  thine,  great  God,  the  only  just, 
The  only  gracious,  wise,  and  true. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  name ; 
Why  should  a  Heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Insult  us,  and,  to  raise  our  shame, 

Say,  "  Where's  the  God  you've  serv'd  s6  long  ?" 

3  The  God  we  serve  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies, 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 


I  \I  (  \\ ,  -1 

>  Rut  ihe  >«m  idols  iti<-> 

and  wckxI  , 
V    irta  mass  of  glittering  ore, 
ver  saint  or  golden  god. 

•  i  and  cars,  they  carve  their  head 
ire  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind  : 
tin  are  costly  ofte rings  made, 
And  fowa  are  scattered  in  the  v.  ind 

6  The.  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  save  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  love. 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deal'  as  they.] 

7  O  Israel !  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  Urj 
The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 

8  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise  , 
They  dwell  in  silence  and  the  grave  ; 
But  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  save. 

PSALM  115.     Proper  Metre.     As  the  Lew  tune 
of  the  50th  Psalm. 
;/  reproved. 
A  Psalm  for  tin  5th  if  Kovembf  r. 
1  ^yOT  to  our  names,  thou  only  just  and  true, 
^^    Not  to  our  worthless  names  is  glory  due; 
WmJ  power  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  justice  claim 
^H^ortal  honors  to  thy  sovereign  Name. 
$hine  thro'  the  earth  from  heaven  thy  blest  abode, 
Nor  let  the  I .  'a  your  God  ?' 

i  higher  court  -.there  stands  thy  throne 
And  thro'  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done  ; 
Earth  i  the  heav'ns  thy  wisdom  spread; 

But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made; 
The  kneeling  crowd,  with  looks  devout,  behold 
Their  silver  saviours,  and  their  saints  of  gold. 

are  those  artful  shapes  of  eyes  and  ears  ; 
The  molten  image  in  ither  sees  ror  hears  : 
Their  helpless  hands  and  feet  can  never  move  ; 
They  have  no  speech,  nor  thougbt,  nor  power,  nor 
love  : 


IU  P&AEBI  CXYT. 

Yet  sottish  mortals  make  their  long  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols,  1sm\  their  moveless  saints. 

4  The  rich  have  statues  well  adorn'd  with  gold  ; 
The  poor,  content  with  gods  of  coarser  mould, 
With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  senseless  stock, 
Ix>pt  from  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock  : 
People  and  priest  drive  on  the  solemn  trade, 
And  trust  the  gods,  that  saws  and  hammers  made.] 

5  Be  heaven  and  earth  amaz'd  !   'Tis  hard  to  say 
Which  are  more  stupid,  or  their  gods,  or  the)'. 

0  Israel !  trust  the  Lord  ;  he  hears  and  sees ; 
He  knows  thy  sorrows  and  restores  thy  peace  ; 
His  worship  does  a  thousand  comforts  yield  ; 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heavenly  shield. 

6  O  Zion  !  trust  the  Lord  :  Thy  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  thy  ruin,  and  oppose  his  reign  ; 

Had  they  prevail'd,  darkness  had  clcs'd  our  days, 
And  death  and  silence  had  forbid  his  praise  ; 
But  we  are  sav'd,  and  live  ;  let  songs  arise, 
And  saints  adore  the  God,  that  buiit  the  skies. 
PSALM  116.     First  Pari.    Common  Metre. 
•  a  jfi  o>n  Sickness, 

1  ~|"  LOVE  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  my  cries, 

§[     And  pitied  every  groan  ; 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
111  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  ;  he  bow'd  his  ear, 

And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  ; 
Oh,  let  my  heart  no  more  despair,  - 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  ! 

3  My  flesh  declin'd,  my  spirits  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  the  dead, 
While  inward  pangs,  and  real's  of  hell 
Perpiex'd  my  wakeful  head. 

4  "  My  God,  I  cried,  thy  servant  save, 

"  Thou  ever  good  and  just ; 
"  Thy  power  can  rescue  from  the  grave, 
u  Thy  power  is  all  my  trust." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distrest, 

He  bade  my  pains  remove  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest. 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love 


MALM  CXVll.  TO 

6  My  God  hath  sav'd  my  soul  from  & 
And  ilryM  my  tailing  tears  ; 
Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 
LM  116.     12,  kc.  Second  Part.  Com  Met. 
r«u-v  marfe  i/J  trouble,  paid  in  the  Church)  or. 

tttai  k 
I  ^|*rHAT  shall  V render  to  my  God, 
f  y     For  all  his  kindness  sh< 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 
J  Among  the  saints,  that  fill  thy  house, 
My  offering!  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  tows, 
.My  soul  in  anguish  made. 
3  I  low  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
Thou  ever-blessed  God  ? 
How  deai'  thy  servants  in  thy  sight ! 
flow  precious  is  their  blood  ! 
[  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 
How  great  thy  grace  to  me  i 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care. 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 
»  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 
Nor  shall  my  purpose  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loos' d  my  bonds  of  pain, 
m        And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 
V  Here  in  thy  courts  1  leave   my  vow, 
And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

PSALM  117.     Common  Metre 
Praise  to  God  from  all  natu 

1  ^~4  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 
\y     Each  with  a  different  tongue  ; 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 

And  let  his  name  be  sung. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  thro'  every  land  ; 

Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand  ; 
Praise  ye  the  faithful  Go*d. 


216  PSALM  CXVIIl. 

PSALM  117.     Long  Metre. 

1  TTlROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
P    Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  : 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Thro'  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
'Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

PSALM  117.     Short  Metre. 

1  rjlHY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

JL    Shall  sound  thro'  distant  lands ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word; 
Thy  truth  for  eve^*  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honour  spread, 
And  long  thy  praise  endure, 

"Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

PSALM  118.     6—15.    First  Part.    Com.  Met. 

Deliverance  from  a  tumult. 
1  fX^HE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
JL    Nor  is  my  faith  afraid  ; 
What'er  the  sons  of  earth  may  do, 
Since  Heaven  affords  its  aid. 
*2  'Tis  safer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 
And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  en  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  beset  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  swarm  ; 
But  I  shall  all  their  rage  confound 
By  thine  almighty  arm. 

4  'Tis  thro'  the  Lord  my  heart  is  strong ; 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice  ; 
While  liis  salvation  is  my  song, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 

When  God  appears,  they  fly  ; 
So  burning  thorns  with  crackling  sound, 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 


PSALM  cxvm.  swr 

6  Joy  to  the  MttDtl  and  peace  belongs; 
The  Lord  protects  their  da\  a : 

Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 
PSALM  118.  17— 21.    Second  Pc^i.    Com. Met 

Public/)  mist  for  u  'in  r afire  from  death. 

1  ~W   ORD,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry. 

I  £     And  rcsc-uM  from  the  grave, 
Now  shall  he  live  ;  (for  none  can  die, 
It'  God  resolve  to  save.) 

2  Thv  praise,  more  constant  than  before, 

Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thv  hand,  that  hath  chastis'd  him  sore, 
Defends  him  still  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  shall  worship  there  ; 
The  house,  where  all  the  righteous  go, 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raise  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 

And  there  we  speak  thy  praise. 
PSALM  118.     Ver.  22,  23.     Third  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Chr'ut  the  foundation  cf  his  church. 
1  TJ  EHOLD  the  sure  foundation  Stone, 
|3     Which  God  in  Zion  lavs, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes' upon, 
Aud  his  eternal  praise. 

-sen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 
How  glorious  is  his  name  ! 
Saints  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Xor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 
3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 
Reject  it  with  disdain  : 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 
i  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 
Yet  must  this  building  rise  ; 
Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eves. 
K 


218  PSALM  CXVIH. 

PSALM  118.     24,25,26.    Fourth  Furl. 

Comnjon  Metre. 

Hosanna  ;  the  Lord's  day  ;  or, Christ's  Resurrection  and 

our  salvation. 

1  fTSHIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

_|_    He  calls  the  hours  his  own, 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  he  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose,  and  left  the  dead  ; 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  O  Lord,  descend,  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  he  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  father's  name 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 
PSALM  118.     22,  27.     Short  Metre. 
An  Hosanna  for  the  Lord's  day  ;  or,  A  nexv  song  of  salva- 
tion by  Christ. 

1  Q  EE  w h at  a  1  i  vi  n g  S  tone 
^7  The  builders  did  refuse  ! 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon 
In  spite  of  envious  .lews. 

2  The  scribe  and  angry  priest 
Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 

Yet  c.n  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 
As  the  chief  Corner-stone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord, Is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 

Thi?  day  declares  it  all  divine,, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day, 
That  our  Redeemer  made; 


&LM  CXVIII  219 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  ar.cl  pray  ; 
ill  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hosanna  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood  ; 

Bless  him,  ye  saints  ;  he  comes  to  bi 
dion  from  your  God. 

6  We  bless  thy  holy  word 
Which  all  this  grace  display*  : 

\nd  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

\LM  118.     -22, 27.     Long  Mc 

■ 
by  ChruU 

1  ~T   O  !  what  a  glorious  Corner-stone 
JLi  The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse  : 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon. 
In  spite  of  envy,  and  the  Jews. 

2  Great  God  !  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes ; 

This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

uners,  rejoice,  and  saints,  be  glad  ; 
Hoaanna  !  let  his  name  be  blest ; 
A  thousand  honors  on  his  head, 
With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  rest  I 
i  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  Mag 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 
Let  the  whole  church  address  their  King 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  119. 
I  have  collected  and  disposed  the  most  useful  verses  of 
tbis  Psalm   under  tighteen  different  h«rads,  and  formed  a 
,.ng  upon  lachofthem.     Hut  the  verses  are  much 
transposed,  to  attain  some  degree  of  connection. 

In  some  places  instead  of  the  Words,  laiv,  commands* 

judgments,  tejtimonies,  I  have  used  gosjxl,  word,  grace,  truths 

4r«ffuter,  kc.  as  mere  agreeable  to  the  New  Testament,  aim 

fht  common  language  of  Christians  ;  and  it  equally  answers 

u  of  the  Psalmist,  which  was  to  recommend  the 


220  PSALM  CXIX. 

PSALM  119.    first  Part.    Common  Metre . 
T/w  blessedness  ofsaintj,  and  misery  tftn 
Ver.  1,2,  3. 
1  XI  LEST. are  the  undefiTd  in  heart, 
Jj&  Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  tlry  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  every  sin. 
„  Blest  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 
And  practise  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  the  Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 
Ver.  165. 
5  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law  ; 
How  firm  their  souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 
Ver.  6. 
4-  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  jo\. 
And  keep  my  face  from  shame. 
When  all  thy  statutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 
Ver.  21,  118. 
5  But  haughty  sinners  God  will  hate. 
The  proud  shall  die  accurst  ; 
The  sons  of  falsehood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  dust. 

Ver.  119,  155. 

0  Vile  as  the  dross  the  wicked  are  ; 

And  those  that  leave  thy  ways 
Shall  see  salvation  from  afar, 
But  never  taste  thy  grace. 

PFALM  119.     Second  Part.     Common  Metrr. 

Secret  delation  and  spirit ual-ij.wdedness  ;  or,  C 
converse  with  God. 

Ver.  147,  55. 

1  riVO  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 

JL     My  gracious  God,  1  pray  ; 
I  meditate" thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 


PSALM  <;Xf\. 

Ver.  81. 
spirit  faints  to  see  thy  u; 

Thy  promise  bears  me  up  ; 
And,  while  salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  supports  my  hope. 
Ver.  164. 
3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands^ 
And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee  : 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praise  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 
i  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies, 
I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise, 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 

PSALM  1 19.     Third  Part.     Common  Metre. 

Professions  of  sincerity,  repentance  and  obedience. 

Ver.  57,  60. 

1  FIlHOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God ; 

J     Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  t"  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

Ver.  30, 14, 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  : 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 

Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace, 

I  set  before  mine  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort" lies. 
Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94,  114. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

Oh,  save  thy  servant,  Lord  ! 


C22  PSALM  CXIX. 

Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding  place  ; 
My  hope  is   in  thy  word. 
Ver.  112. 
6  Thou  hast  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine. 
Thy  statutes  to  fulfil  ; 
And  thus  'til  mortal  life  shall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

PSALM  119.    Fourth  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Instruction  from  scripture. 

Ver.  9. 

1  XJOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts. 

|_  And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 
Ver.  130. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind. 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God 
Ver.  105. 

3  JTis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  thro'  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
Ver.  99, 100. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  lav/  with  care 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow-  wiser  than  their  teachers  are. 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver.  104,  113. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise  ; 

I  hate  the  sinner's  road  ; 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise. 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 
Ver.  89,90,91. 
C)  [The  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey  ; 
The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  these  thy  servauts  night  and  day, 
Thy  skill  and  power  express 


PSALM  CXl.V  22c 

7  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 
Have  lessons  more  divine  ; 
Xor  earth  stauds  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nohly  shine.] 

Ver.  ICO,  140,9,  UG. 
S  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 
How  pare  is  every  pa<*e  ! 
That  holy  hook  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

PSALM  119.     Fifth  Part.     Common  Meta 
Delight  in  scripture;  or,  The  word  oj  God 
Ver.  97. 

1  ^kll,  how  I  love  thv  holy  law  ! 
\J  'Tis  daily  my  delight : 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw- 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

Ver.  148.  | 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day. 

To  meditate  thy  word  : 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,  54. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  \ 

How  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 
And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage 
Yields  me  a  heav'nly  song. 
Ver.  19,  103. 

4  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 

*Tis  my  perpetual  feast : 
Xot  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  taste. 
Ver.  72, 127. 

5  Xo  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind  ; 

Xor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 
For  loads  of  silver  well  refin'd, 
X'or  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  175. 

6  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 


224  PSALM  CXIX. 

Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope. 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

PSALM  119.     SixthPart.    Common  Metre 

HoliT.os  and  comfort  from  the  xvord. 

Ver.  128. 

1  T   ORD,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right. 

J^j  And  all  thy  statutes  just : 
Thence  I  maintain  a  constant  fight 
With  every  flattering  lust. 
Yer.  97,  9. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey  ; 

I  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
Thro'  all  the  bus'ness  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
Ver.  62. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  silence  crie^. 

"  Plow  sweet  thy  comforts  be  !" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.  162. 

4  And  w  hen  my  spirit  drinks  her  fill. 

At  some  good  word  of  thine, 
Not  mighty  men  that  share  the  spoil 
Have  joys  cornpar'd  to  mine. 

PSALM  119.     Seventh  Part.     Common  Metre 

Imperfection  nf  nature,  and  perfection  of  scripture.. 

Ver.  96.     Paraphrased. 

1  IT  ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join, 
\j^  To  form  one  perfect  book, 
Great  God  !  if  once  cornpar'd  with  thine. 

How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  she*-  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave  ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  foil, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 


PSALM  CXIX. 

men  would  fain  be  just  with  Ood, 
By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
•nd  to  every  thought. 
;>  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 
Wbile  sin  defiles  our  frame, 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 
They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 
6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousnesss 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

PSALM  119.     Eighth  Part.    Common  Metre 
The  -aord  of  God  is  the  saint's  portion  ;  or,  The  CJ 
ami  i 
Ver.  111.     Paraphrased. 

1  T   ORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  ray  choice, 
I  A  Mj  lasting  heritage  ; 

There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rq 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  histories  of  thy  love. 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight ; 
While  thro'  thy  promises  I  rove, 

With  ever  fresh  delight. 
I  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 

And  hidden  glory  lies  : 
4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest  ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 

And  our  eternal  rest. 

PSALM  119.     Mnth  Part.     Common  Metre. 

Desiri  ;  or,  The  teaching  if  the  Spa  . 

the  ivui'L 

Ver.  64,  CS,  18. 
I  rytHY  mercies  nil  the  earth,  O  lord, 
I    How  good  thy  works  appear  ! 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  see  thv  wonders  there 
K  2 


226  PSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.  73,  125. 

2  My  heart  was  fashion *d  by  thy  hand, 

My  service  is  thy  due, 
Oh,  make  thy  servant  understand 
The  duties  he  must  do  ! 
Ver.   19. 

3  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid  ; 
Bat  mark  the  road  my  feet  should  go; 
And  be  my  constant  guide. 
Ver.  26. 

4  When  I  confessed  my  wandering  ways. 

Thou  heard'st  my  soul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  shall  stray  again. 

Ver.  33,  34. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  statutes  shew, 

And  heavenly  truth  impart, 
His  work  for  ever  I'll  pursue, 
His  law  shall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.  50,  71. 

6  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 

Ver.  51. 

7  [In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  ; 

I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  blessed  gospel  go, 
Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver  29,  171. 

8  W^hen  I  have  learn'd  my  Father's  will, 

I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways  ; 
My  thankful  lips,  inspir'd  with  zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  praise.] 
PSALM  119.     Tenth  Part.     Common   Metre. 
Pleading  the  Promises. 
Ver.  38,  49. 
1  ~|3  EHOLO  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord, 
JD  Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 


PSALM  CXIX.  227 

Hemcmber  and  confirm  thy  von], 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  -11,58,107. 
!  II Ml  thou  not  writ  salvation  daw  D, 
And  promis'd  quickening  grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne  f 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 

Ver.  ll23,  42. 
S  Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail  : 
Oh,  bear  thy  servant  up  ! 
Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
Ver.  49,  74. 
4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  fifth,  O  Lord  ? 
Then  let  thy  truth  appear  : 
Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  regard, 
And  trust,  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM  119.    Eleventh  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Breathing  after  hctifitss. 

Ver.  5,  33. 

1  /~\H,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
\J  To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 

Oh,  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  w  ill ! 
Ver.  29. 

2  Oh,  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

Ver.  37,  56. 
i  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes; 
Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 
Ver.  133. 
4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  siu  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear, 


&S  PSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.  176. 

5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 

My  feet  too  often  slip  : 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  wAy, 
Restore  thy  wandering  sheep. 
Ver.  35. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  -f 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 
PSALM  119.     Twelfth  Part.     Common  Men- 
Breathing  after  comfort  and  deliverance, 
Ver.  153. 

1  "t^  FY  God,  consider  my  distress, 

I Y  J    Let  mercy  plead  my  cause  ; 
Tho'  I  have  sinn'd  against  thy  grace, 
I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

Ver.  39,  116. 

2  Forbid,  forbid  the  sharp  reproach, 

Which  I  so  justly  fear  : 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  let  my  shame  appear. 
Ver.  122,  135. 

3  Be  thou  a  surety,  Lord,  for  me ; 

Nor  let  the  proud  oppress  ; 
But  make  thy  waiting  servant  see 
The  shinings  of  thy  faee. 
Ver.  82. 
i  My  eyes  with  expectation  fail, 
My  heart  within  me  cries, 
M  When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
"  And  make  my  comforts  rise  ?" 
Ver.  132. 
5  Look  down  upon  my  sorrows,  Lord, 
And  shew  thy  grace  the  same, 
As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 
To  those  that  love  thy  name. 
PSALM  119.  Thirteenth  Part.  Common  Metre . 
Holy  fear,  and  tenderness  of  conscience. 
Ver.  10. 
I  "WXTTTH  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face* 
ff    Oh,  let  me  never  stray 


PSALM  CX1X. 

1  mm  thy  commands,  O  God  ol 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way  ! 
V«r.  11. 

2  Thy  -word  I've  hid  within  my  heart 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 
And  he  an  everlasting  guard 
From  every  rising  sin. 

Ver.  f>3,  53,  158. 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  saints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  transgress  thy  word. 
Ver.  161,  163. 
i  While  sinners  do  thy  gospel  wrong, 
My  spirit  stands  in  awe  ; 
Mv  soul  abhors  a  lying  tougue, 
hut  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
Ver.  161,  120. 
My  heart  with  sacred  reverence  he 

The  threatenings  of  thy  word  ; 
My  flesh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 
Ver.  166,  174. 
6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait, 
For  thy  salvation  still  ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will 
PSALM  119.  Fourteenth  Part.  Common  Metre 
Benejit  of  ajftictiom  and  support  Wider  t/,em, 
Ver.  153,81,  82. 

1  Y^ 0>~ SIDE R  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

\J  And  thy  deliverance  send  ; 
My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints  ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 
Ver.  71. 

2  Yet  I  have  found,  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  rne  learn  thy  law. 
And  live  upon  my  God. 
Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy 

When  new  distress  begins  ; 


230  PSALM  CX1X. 

I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  sins. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  soul,  opprest  with  sorrow's  weight. 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 
Ver.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Tho*  they  may  seem  severe  ; 
The  sharpest  sufferings  I  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 
Ver.  67. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chastening  rod 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 
PSALM  119.    Fifteenth  Part.    Common  Met  i 
Holy  resolutions. 
Ver.  93. 

1  ^\H,  that  thy  statutes,  every  hour, 
™  y  Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  power, 

And  daily  peace  1  find. 

Ver.  15,  16. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word  ; 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 
Ver.  32. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

Shouldst  thou  my  heart  discharge 
Prom  sin,  and  Satan's  hateful  chains, 
And  set  my  feet  at  large  ! 
Ver.  13,  46. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 

Thy  statutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  speak  thy  word,  tho'  kings  should  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 
Ver.  61,  69,  70. 

5  Let  bands  of  persecutors  riao 

To  rob  me  of  my  right  5 


PSALM  CXIX.  251 

Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies  ; 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 

Ver.  115. 
U  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 
Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill 
I  love  my  God,  I  Ioyc  his  ways, 
And  must  obey  his  will. 

PSALM  119.    Sixteenth  Part.   Com mou  Metre. 
Prayer  for  quickening  grace. 
Ver.  l25,  57. 
1  "M  |  Y  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust , 
^  I    Lord,  give  me  life  divine  : 
From  vain  desires,  and  every  lust, 
Turn  oft' these  eyes  of  mine. 
-2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 
Ver.  107. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down. 

I  need  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Thy  word  that  1  have  rested  on 
Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 

Ver.  156,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still, 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
Tc  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 

Ver.  159,  40. 

5  Docs  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 

And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move, 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 
Ver.  93. 

6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 


l23*  PSALM  CXIX. 

PSALM  119.  Seventeenth  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Courage  and  perseverance  under  persecution  ;  or,  Grace 

shining  in  difficulties  and  trials, 

Ver.  143.  28. 

1  "¥  WJ HEN  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord, 

V  f     All  my  support  is  from  thy  word  : 
My  soul  dissolves  tor  heaviness, 
Uphold  me  with  thy  strengthening  grace. 
Ver.  51,  69,  110. 

2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  scoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  soul  to  snares  and  sin, 

Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.  161,  78. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  cause, 
They  hate  to  see  me  love  thy  laws  ; 
But  I  will  trust  and  fear  thy  name, 
'Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  shame. 

PSALM  119.    Last  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Sanctified  affiktiom  ;  or,  Delight  in  the  word  of  God 
Ver.,67,  59. 
i  TJ^ATHER,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
|^    How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod,     . 
That  fore'd  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wandering  soul  to  God  ! 

2  Foolish  and  vain  I  went  astray, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord  ; 
I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way, 
But  now  1  love  and  keep  thy  word. 

Ver.  71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke  ; 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell : 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  statutes  well. 

Ver.  72. 

4  The  law  that  issues  from  thy  mouth 
Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions  more 
Than  all  the  treasures  of  the  South, 
Or  Western  hills  of  golden  ore. 

Ver.  73. 

5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
ThV  Spirit  form'd  my  soul  within  j 


PSALM  CXXI 

h  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  Dl 
Via!  guard  me  sute  from  death  and  sin. 
Vei\  74. 
6  Then  all  tSat  love  and  fear  the  Lord 
At  my  salvation  shall  rejoice  : 
For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 
And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 

PSALM  L20.     Common  Metre. 
jine  neighbours;  or,  Adevoi 
peace. 

1  FMlHOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest, 

I     Pity  my  suffering  state ; 
When  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest 
From  lips  that  love  deceit ; 

2  Hani  lot  of  mine!  my  days  are  cast. 

Among  the  sons  of  strife, 
Whose  neve r-ct asing  brawlings  waste 
My  golden,  hours  of  life. 
S  Oh,  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 
How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 
In  some  wide,  lonesome  wilderness. 
And  leave  these  gates  of  hell  ! 
*i  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  I  seek  ; 
How  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 
I  am  for  peace  ;  but  when  I  speak- 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 
5  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage, 
And  keep  their  malice  strong  ; 
What  shall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  3 
t>  Should  burning  arrows  smite  thee  through. 
Strict  justice  would  approve  ; 
But  I  would  rather  spare  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM  121.     Long  Men:. 
:  k  protection. 
I    i'^P  to  the  lulls  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
1  J    Th*  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives  ; 
There  mv  almighty  refuge  lives. 


234  PSALM  CXXI. 

2  He  lives  ;  the  everlasting  God, 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood  ; 
The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day  : 
He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours,  while  Israel  sleeps. 

4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest, 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber,  nor  surprise. 

6  No  sun  shall  smite  thy  head  by  day  ; 
"Nor  the  pale  moon  with  sickly  ray 
Shall  blast  thy  couch  ;  no  baleful  star 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  so  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  shalt  go,  and  still  return, 
Safe  in  the  Lord  ;  his  heavenly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  every  snare. 

7  On  thee  foul  spirits  have  no  power  ; 
And,  in  thy  last  departing  hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

PSALM  121.     Common  Metre. 
Presei'vation  by  day  and  night. 

1  FinO  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes ; 

JL    There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  ; 
The  Lord,  that  built  the  earth  and  skies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  shall  never  slide,  nor  fall, 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep  ; 
His  ear  attends  the  softest  call ; 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  He  will  sustain  our  weakest  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  most  unguarded  hours 
Against  surprising  harm. 

4  Israel,  rejoice,  and  rest  secure  ; 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord : 
His  waketul  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 


P9ALBJ  CXX1. 

)  Nor  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 
Shall  have  his  leave  to  .smite  : 
lie  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 
6  He  guards  thy  soul,  lie  keeps  thy  breath, 
Where  thickest  dangers  come  : 
Go  and  return,  secure  from  death, 
'Till  God  command  thee  home. 
PSALM  111.  .Is  the  I48*A  Psalm.  Proper  Met. 
G'<d  oin-  preserver. 

1  TTPWAHI)  I  lift  mine  eyes  ; 

l_J    From  iifxl  is  all  my  aid  ; 
The  God  that  built  the  skujs, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  ; 

God  is  the  tower, 

To  which  I  fly  ; 

His  grace  is  nigh 

In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
Nor  fall  in  fatal  snares, 

Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide. 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Those  wakeful  eyes, 

That  never  sleep, 

Shall  Israel  keep 

When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  evening  air 
Shall  take  my  health  a 
If  God  be  with  me  there 

Thou  art  my  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word 
To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 

I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
'Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  horn** 


235  PSALM  CXX1I. 

PSALM  122.     Common  Metre. 

Going  to  Church. 

*  'EI  ^'V  die!  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
}T\  My  friends  devoutly  sav, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 

"  And  keep  the  solemn  day  !" 
2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  : 
The  church  adorn'd  with  grace 
Stands  like  a  palace  built forGod 

To  shew  his  milder  face. 
Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 
i  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints  ; 
And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints. 
We  tremble,  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest ! 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell ; 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

PSALM  122.    Proper  Metre. 

Going  to  Church. 
i  YlOW  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I, 
§  j    To  hear  the  people  cry, 
"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to  day  !" 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal 
We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay, 
2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  graoe, 
And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round  ! 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 


psalm  cxxiii.  : 

> .tviil's  great,  i   3 
Has  fix'd  !ii=>  royal  tin 
He  sits  tor  grace  and  judgment  the  - 
•  be  glad  ; 
He  makes  the  sinner  sad  j 
And  humble  souls  rejoice  w  ith  fear 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait 

To  bless  the  soul  off  every  gu 

The  man  that  seeks  ll 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest  \ 

5  Mv  tongue  repeats  her  \<y 

M  Peace  to  this  Stored  house  !" 
For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  d 

And  since  my  glorious  God 

M  .kes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

r>SALM  \23.     Com;, 
Pleading  xrith  sub?:.: 

1   i^  THOU,  whose  grace  andj'isiiec 
\  f  EnthronM  above  the  - 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  tfieir 
To  thee  we  lift  our  e] 

-2  As  servants  vmten  their  master's  hand, 

Or  maid?  before  their  business  stand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look  : 
>  So  for  our  sins  me  jusi 
Thy  discipline,  O  God  | 

Yet  wrait  the  gracious  moment 
Till  thou  remove  thy 
i  Tho*e,  that  iu  wealth 
Our  daily  groans  der 

v  give 
Fresh  courage  to  their  pride. 
5  Ourfaes  insult 

lies; 
ght  sh-dl  btr 

•  ise. 


238  PSALM  CXXV. 

PSALM  124.    Long  Metre. 
A  song  for  public  deliverance  from  great  calamities. 

1  TI AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 

IX  Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side, 
When  men  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rose  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide  ; 

2  The  swelling  tide  had  stop'd  our  breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  waters  roll, 

We  had  been  swallow'd  deep  in  death  ; 
Proud  waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  soul. 

3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  sing, 
Who  just  escap'd  the  fatal  stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  fowler's  cursed  snare, 
Whosav'd  us  from  the  murdering  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  souls  his  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name,  » 
Who  form'd  the  earth,  and  built  the  skies  ; 
He,  that  upholds  that  wondrous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes 

PSALM  125.    Common  Metre. 
The  saint's  trial  and  safely. 

UNSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill, 
And  fix'd  as  mountains  be, 
Firm  as  a  rock,  the  soul  shall  rest, 
That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls,  nor  hills,  could  guard  so  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 

As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 

That  every  saint  surround. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  smarting  scourge, 

To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Divine  compassion  still  allays 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere, 

And  lead  them  safely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradise, 
Where  Christ,  their  Lord,  is  gone. 


PSALM  CXXVt 

5   But  it  ■  B  U'HOC  those  crooked  «  :\\  i 
\\  iii*.  h  the  old  serpent  drew, 
The  wrath  that  drove  him  first  to  hell, 
Shall  smite  his  followers  too. 

PSALM  125.     Short  Metre. 
•  :al  nnd  safety  ;  or,  Modrratc 
]   "BT^IUM  and  nnmov'd  are  they 
|  ^    That  rest  their  sells  on  God  ; 
*8  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  v>  here  the  ark  abode. 
<2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 
The  citv's  sacred  ground, 
^o  God  and  "his  almighty  love, 
Embrace  his  saints  around. 
hat  iho'  the  Father's  rod 
Drop  a  chastising  stroke  ; 
left  it  wound  their  souls  too  deep, 
Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those 
Whose  faith  and  pious  fear, 

Whose  hope  and  love,  and  every  grace, 
Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 

5  Her  shall  the  tyrant's  rage 
Too  long  oppress  the  saint : 

The  God  of  Israel  will  support 

His  children,  lest  they  faint. 
G  "But  if  our  slavish  fear 

Will  choose  the  road  tc  hell, 
We  must  receive  out*  portion  there, 

Where  holder  sinners  dwell. 

PSALM  126.     Long  Metre. 
Surprising  deliverance. 
I   TT^TIEX  God  restorM  our  captive  stat^ , 
7  y     Joy  was  our  song,  and  grace  our  theme ; 
A  grace  beyond  our  hopes  so  ^reat, 
That  joy  appear'd  a  painted  dream. 
v2  The  scoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honors  to  thy  name ; 
While  we  with  pleasure  shout  thy  praise, 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 


240  PSALM  CXXVII. 

3  Whe"n  we  review'd  our  dismal  fears, 
'Twas  liartl  to  think  they'd  vanish'd  so  ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
lie  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow. 

4  The  man,  that  in  his  furrow'd  field, 
His  scatter'd  seed  with  sadness  leaves, 
Will  shout  to  see  the  harvest  yield 

A  welcome  load  of  joyful  sheaves. 

PSALM  126.     Common  Metre. 
The  joy  oj  a  remarkable  conversion  ;  or,  Melancholy  remo 

vetl. 
1  \\ THEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
*  f     And  chang'd  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasant  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 
•2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 
3  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbours  cry'd, 
And  own'd  thy  pow'r  "divine  ; 
"  Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  reply 'd, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 
*  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 
Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  those,  that  sow  In  sadness,  wait 

'Till  the  fair  harvest  come  ; 
They  'shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

6  Tho'seed  lie  bury'd  long  in  dust, 

It  shan't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost, 
Fof  grace  insures  the  crop. 

PSALM  127.    Long  Metre. 
The  blessing  ofGul  on  tlie  bumna  tfUfe* 

t  TF  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 

|_  And  pains  to  build  the  house  are  lost ; 
If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep 


PSALM  CXXVIil.  241 

l  What  tho*  you  rise  before  the  sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  clay  is  done, 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread  ; 

■  all  in  vain,  'till  God  hath  blest ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest ; 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God,  our  sovereign,  make  them  so. 

4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  sends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  ; 
How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove 
When  they  are  seasonM  with  his  love! 

PSALM  127.    Common  Metre. 
God  all  in  all. 

1  TF  God  to  build  the  house  deny, 

L  The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  towns,  without  his  wakeful  eye, 
An  useless  watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  morning-beams  arise, 

Your  painful  work  renew, 
And  'till  the  stars  ascend  the  skies 
Your  tiresome  toil  pursue. 

3  Short  be  your  sleep,  and  coarse  your  tare  ; 

In  vain,  'till  God  has  blest ; 
But,  if  his  smiles  attend  your  care, 
You  shall  have  food  and  rest. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends. 

Shall  real  blessings  prove, 
Xor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  sends, 
If  sent  without  his  love. 

PSALM  128.     Common  Metre. 
Family  Blessings. 

1  f\  HAPPY  man,  whose  soul  is  fiUM 
\J  With  zeal  and  reverend  awe  ! 
Whose  lips  to  God  their  honors  yield, 

Whose  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  shall  stand, 

And  ever  guard  thy  head, 

And  on  the  labors  of  thy  hand 

Its  kindly  blesssings  shed. 


242  PSALM  CXXIX. 

3  Thy  wife  shall  be  a  fruitful  vine  , 

Thy  children  round  thy  board. 
Each  like  a  plant  of  honor  shine, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  shall  thy  best  hopes  fulfil 

For  months  and  years  to  come  ; 

The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hili 

Shall  send  the  blessings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man,  whose  happy  eyes 

Shall  see  his  house  increase, 

Shall  see  the  sinking  church  arise, 

And  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

PSALM  129.    Common  Metrt . 
Pen-ecu  tors  punuhed. 
X  ~H"TP  from  my  youth,  may  Israel  say. 
\Jj    Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  tears; 
My  griefs  were  constant  as  the  day. 
And  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  from  my  youth  I  here  the  rage 

Of  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
Oft  they  assaii'd  my  riper  age, 
But  not  destroy'd  my  life. 

3  Their  cruel  plough  had  torn  my  flesh, 

With  furrows  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afresh. 
Nor  let  my  sorrows  sleep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

And  with  impartial  eye, 
MeasurM  the  mischiefs  they  had  done, 
Then  let  his  arrow  s  fly. 

5  How  was  their  insolence  snrpris'd. 

To  hear  his  thunders  roil ! 
And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  seiz'd 
With  horror  to  the  soul. 
%  Thus  shall  the  men  that  hate  the  saints, 
Be  blasted  from  the  sky  ; 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  projects  die. 
7  [Whattho'  they  flourish  tall  and  fair. 
They  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  shall  perish  in  despair. 
AndTie  despis'd  in  deati).] 


PSALM  C\\\ 

S  [5o  corn,  that  on  the  house  top  stands, 
No  hope  of  harvest  gives  ; 
The  reaper  ne'er  shall  fill  hishai 
Nor  binder  fold  the  she, 
9  It  spring  and  \\  ithers  on  the  place  , 
aveller  bestows 
V  word  of  blessing  on  the  grass, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  go,-s.] 

PSAIjM   l  •        Common  Metre. 

1  l^kITT  of  the  depthsof  long-  distress, 
\y  The  borders  of  despair, 

I  sent  my 

My  groans  to  move  thine 

2  Great  God !  should  thy  severer 

And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity. 

No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 
.?  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ; 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood. 

To  draw  as  near  to  thee, 
i  [I  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 

With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 
My  soul,  invited  by  thy  word, 

Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 

5  [  Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  tor  the  morning  skies, 
"Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  : 

6  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  first  openings  of  thy  face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  day.] 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust ; 

Let  Israel  seek  his  face  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  just, 
And  plenteous  in  his  grace. 

8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 

For  sinners  long  ensIavM  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  ; 
And  Israel  «hail  be  eav'd. 


244  PSALM  CXXXH. 

PSALM  130.    Long  Metre. 
Pardoning  grace, 
1  XTlROM  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts, 
)P    To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  ray  cries  : 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 
No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 

1  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace. 
Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there, 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wish  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  his  face  display  ' 

4  My  trust  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word  ; 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain  ; 
Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Thro'  the  redemption  of  his  Son  ; 
He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

PSALM  131.     Common  Metre 
Humility  and  Submission. 
t  T  S  there  ambition  in  my  heart .? 
|_  Search,  gracious  God,  and  see  ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  "Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resign'd, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 
PSALM  152.     5,13—18.    Long  Metre. 

At  the  settlement  of  a  church  ;  or,  The  ordination  of  a  Min 
itter. 


w 


7HERE  shall  we  go,  to  seek  and  fiwl 
A  habitation  for  our  God, 


PSALM  CXXXIl.  915 

celling  for  th'  eternal  Mind 
Araorjg  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  ? 

r  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still, 
His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 

0  Here  will  I  fix  iny  gracious  throne, 
And  reign  forever,  saith  the  Lord  ; 
Here  shall  my  power  and  love  be  known. 
And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 

i  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 
And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread: 
Sinners,  that  wait  before  my  door, 
With  sweet  provision  shall  be  fed. 

5  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace. 
My  priests,  ray  ministers  shall  shine  : 

Not  Aaron,  in  his  costly  dress ; 
.Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 

6  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joy,  shall  shout  and  sing  : 
The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 

7  [Jesus  shall  see  a  numerous  seed 

Born  here,  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name  ; 
His  crown  shall  flourish  on  his  head, 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  shame.] 

PSALM  132.  4,  5,7,8,15—17.  Common  Mcu\ 

ch  fttaUuhed. 

1  [^^''O  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes, 

,^    Good  David  would  afford, 
'Till  he  had  found  below  the  ?kie- 

A  dwelling^  for  the  Lord. 
•2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name. 

His  ark  was  settled  there  : 
To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came, 

To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  !?o. 
Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now 
There  is  a  house  for  God.] 


246  PSALM  CXXXUJ 

PAUSE. 

4  Arise,  O  King  of  grace  !  arise, 

And  enter  to  thy  rest, 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blest. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word  : 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God  !  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread  ; 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  Anointed  shine  ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne, 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honors  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
A  nd  shame  confound  his  foes. 

PSALM  133.     Common  Metre. 

Brotherly  love, 

1  T   O,  what  an  entertaining  sight 

|^  Are  brethren  that  agree, 
Brethren,  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite, 
In  bands  of  piety  ! 

2  When  streams  of  love  from  Christ,  the  spring, 

Descend  to  every  soul, 
And  heaveuly  peace  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  sweet  ■ 

On  Aaron's  reverend  head  : 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

ThatfallonSion'shill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shews. 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 


PSALM  CXXXUI.  247 

PS  \LM  153.     Short  .Metre. 

Conununion  of  Mints  ;  or,  Lore  and  7i<orsh>;)  in  a  Family. 
1    IDLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
IP  Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Thro1  all  their  actions  run. 
'2  HI  est  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet, 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet 
Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 
They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  thro1  all  his  raiment  spread. 
And  pleasure  fill'd  the  room. 
4-  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
The  saints  are  blest  above. 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

PSALM  153.  .is  the  \22d Psalm.  Proper  Metre. 
The  blessings  of  Fry 
1  "[¥  OW  pleasant  'tis  to  see 

§   Kindred  and  friends  agree, 
Each  in  his  proper  station  move, 
And  each  fulfil  his  part 
With  sympathising  heart, 
In  all  the  oares  of  life  and  love. 
•3  'Tis  like  the  ointment,  shed 
On  Aaron's  sacred  head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet ; 
The  oil  thro'  all  the  room 
Diffused  a  choice  perfume, 
Ran  thro'  his  robes,  and  blest  his  feet. 
3  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain 
That  water  all  the  plain, 
Descending  from  the  neighboring  hills  ; 
Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 
Thro'  even-  friendly  soul, 
Where  love  like  heavenly  dew  distils. 

Repeat  the  fir  it  Stanza  to  cmpleUtheTun* 


248  PSALM  CXXXV. 

PSALM  134.     Common  Metre 

Daihj  and  nightly  Devotion. 

1  \TE>  Aat  0DeT  th»  immortal  King, 
\    Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  bless  his  wondrous  grace. 
9  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 
And  send  your  souls  on  high  ; 
Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  starry  sky. 
3  The  God  of  Sion  cheers  our  hearts, 
With  rays  of  quickening  grace  ; 
The  God,  that  spread  the  "heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  the  swelling  seas. 

PSALM  1.35.    1—4,  14, 19—21      First  Pay 

Long  Metre. 

The  Church  is  God's  house  and  care, 

1  XjRAISEye  the  Lord  ;  exalt  his  name, 
JL  While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  saints,  that  to  his  house  belong, 

Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good  • 
To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ  ; 
Israel  he  chose  of  old,  and  still 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  his  saints  , 
lie  treats  his  servants  as  his  friends  : 
And  when  he  hears  their  sore  complaints. 
Repents  the  sorrows  that  he  sends. 

i  Thro'  every  age  the  Lord  declares 
His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppressor's  rod  : 
He  gives  his  suffering  servants  rest, 
And  will  be  known  th'  Almighty  God. 

Bless  ye  the  Lord,  who  taste  his  love  ; 
People  and  Priests  exalt  his  name  : 
Among  his  saints  he  ever  dwells  ; 
His  church  i«  hi?  Jerusalem* 


PSALM  CXXXV.  249 

PSALM  135.    5—15.    Second  Part,    Long  Met. 

The  works  of  creation,  providence,  redemption  ofltrae', 

and  destruction  of  enemies. 

1    |*^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high, 
\  T  Above  ail  powers  and  every  throne, 
Whate'er  he  pleas'd  in  earth  or  sea, 
Or  heaven,  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

8  At  his  command  the  vapors  rise, 

The  lightnings  flash,  the  thunders  roar  ; 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind, 
And  tempest  from  his  airy  store. 

3  'Twas  he  those  dreadful  tokens  sent, 
O  Egypt,  thro5  thy  stubborn  land  ; 
When  all  thy  first-born  beasts  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings, 
He  slew  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Israel,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
Xo  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  slave. 

.")  His  power  the  same,  the  same  his  grace, 
That  saves  us  from  the  hosts  of  hell : 
And  heaven  he  gives  us  to  possess, 
Whence  those  apostate  angels  fell. 

PSALM  135.     Common  Metre. 
Praise  due  to  God,  not  to  Idols. 

1  4   WAKE,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King, 
r%_  Your  sweetest  passions  raise, 

Your  pious  pleasure,  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise*. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  ami  works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  employ  : 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treasure  and  his  joy. 

3  Heaven,  earth  and  sea,  confess  his  hand  , 

He  bids  the  vapors  rise  ; 
Lightning  and  storm  at  his  command 
Sweep  thro'  the  sounding  skies. 

4  All  power  that  gods  or  kings  have  claim'd, 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen-gods  should  ne'er  be  nasa'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 
L2 


250  PSALM  CXXXV1. 

5  Which  of  the  stocks  or  stones,  they  trust, 

Can  give  them  showers  of  rain  r 
In  vain  they  worship  wood  or  dust, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 

6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  cannot  talk, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  ; 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  design'd  to  walk, 
Nor  hands  have  power  to  save. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf. 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray, 
Mortals,  that  wait  for  their  relief, 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 
S  O  Zion,  trust  the  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear; 
He  makes  thy  courts  his  blest  abode, 
And  claims  thine  honors  there. 

PSALM  136.    Common  Metre 
GocTs  ivonders  of  creation,  providence,  redemption  of  hi  at'. 

and  salvation  of  his  people. 
1    f^i  IVE  thanks  to  God,  the  sovereign  Lord  : 
\J[  "  His  mercies  still  endure  ;" 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  adord  ; 
"  His  truth  is  ever  sure." 
•2  What  wonders  hath  his  wisdom  done  ! 
"  How  mighty  is  his  hand  !" 
Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  he  fram'd  alone  : 
"  How  wide  is  his  command  !" 
5  The  sun  supplies  the  day  with  light : 
"  How  bright  his  counsels  shine  !" 
The  moon  and  stars  adorn  the  night : 
"  His  works  are  all  divine." 

4  [He  struck  the  sons  of  Egypt  dead  ; 

"  How  dreadful  is  his  rod  !" 
And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  ; 
"  How  gracious  is  our  God  !" 

5  He  cleft  the  swelling  sea  in  two  ; 

"  His  arm  is  great  in  might  ;*' 
And  gave  the  tribes  a  passage  through, 
"  His  power  and  grace  unite." 
0  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd  ; 
"  How  glorious  are  his  ways !" 


PSALM  CXXXVI.  551 

And  brought  his  saints  thro'  desert  ground  : 

•  Eternal  be  his  praise." 
7  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand  ;       % 

••  Victorious  is  his  sword  ;M 
While  Israel  tootf  the  promis'd  land; 

"  And  faithful  is  his  word."] 
S  He  saw  the  nations  dead  in  sin  : 

"  He  felt  his  pity  move  :" 
How  sad  the  state  the  world  was  in  : 

"  How  boundless  was  his  love  !" 

9  He  sent  to  save  us  from  our  woe  ; 

"  His  goodness  never  fails  ;" 
From  death,  and  hell  and  every  foe  : 
"  And  still  his  grace  prevails.'* 

10  Give  thanks  to  God  the  heavenly  king  : 

"  His  mercies  still  endure*" 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praises  sing  ; 
"  His  truth  is  ever  sure." 
PSALM  136.  AstJie  USth  Psalm.  Proper  Met 

1  f^i  IYE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
^  T  The  universal  Lord  ; 

The  sovereign  King  of  kings  ; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 

"  His  power  and  grace 

"  Are  still  the  same  ; 

"  And  let  his  name 

"  Have  endless  praise. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heavens  alone. 

u  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
"  Shall  still  endure; 
u  And  ever  sure 
"  Abides  thy  word. 

3  His  wisdom  frara'd  the  sun, 
To  crown  the  day  with  light ; 
The  moon  and  twinkling  stars. 
To  cheer  the  darksome  night 

"  His  power  and  grace 
"  Are  still  the  same  ; 
"  And  let  his  name 
u  Have  endless  praise 


252  PSALM  CXXXV1. 

4  [He  smote  the  first-born  sons, 
The  flower  of  Egypt,  dead ; 
And  thence  his  chosen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 

"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
"  Shall  still  endure  ; 
*  And  ever  sure 
"  Abides  thy  word. 

5  His  power  and  lifted  rod 
Cleft  the  red-sea  in  two  ; 
And  for  his  people  made 

A  wondrous  passage  through 

u  His  power  and  grace 

"  Are  still  the  same  ; 

u  And  let  his  name 

u  Have  endless  praise. 
G  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 
With  all  his  host  he  drown'd, 
And  brought  his  Israel  safe 
Thro'  a  long  desert  ground. 

«  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

"  Shall  still  endure  ; 

"  And  ever  sure 

"  Abides  thy  word. 

PAUSE. 
7  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  ; 
While  his  own  servants  took 
Possession  of  their  land. 

M  His  power  and  grace 

61  Are  still  the  same  ; 

"  And  let  his  name 

"  Have  endless  praise.] 
3  He  saw  the  nations  lie 
All  perishing  in  sin  ; 
And  pitied  the  sad  state 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 

"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

"  Shall  still  endure  ; 

"  And  ever  sure 

u  Abides  thy  word. 
9  He  sent  his  only  Son 
To  save  us  from  our  woe. 


PSALM  CXXXVI. 

From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  foe. 

u  His  power  and  grace 

"  Are  still  the  same  ; 

"  And  let  his  name 

a  Have  endless  praise. 

1 1  •  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 

To  God  the  heavenly  King  , 

And  let  the  spacious  earth 

His  works  and  glories  sing. 

"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

"  Shall  still  endure; 

N  And  ever  sure 

*'  Abides  thy  word. 

PSALM  136.    Abridged.    Long  M 
1   £~i  IVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise  ; 
f  T  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ; 
"  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
«*  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song, 
•2  Give  to  the  Ix)rd  of  lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  ; 
"  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 
"  When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high  : 

"  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
u  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night : 
"  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

*•  When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  in 
3  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land  : 
u  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
C  He  saw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  sin, 
And  felt  his  pity  work  within  : 
"  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 
*•'  When  death  and  sin  shall  reign  no  more 
7  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave. 


254  PSALM  CXXXYII. 

"  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
8  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat : 
•'  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 
M  When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more." 

PSALM  157.     First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  sorrows  of  Israel  in  the  Babylonish  captivity. 

1  Y>  Y  Babel's  streams  the  Captives  sate, 
f)  -^n^  wept  for  Zion's  hapless  fate  ; 

Useless  their  harps  on  willows  hung 
While  foes  requir'd  a  sacred  song. 

2  With  taunting  voice,  and  scornful  eye, 
(f  Sing  us  a  song  of  heaven,"  they  cry. 

"  While  foes  deride  our  God,  and  King, 
"  How  can  we  tune  our  harps  or  sing  ?" 
:3  "  If  Zion's  woes  our  hearts  forget, 
"  Or  cease  to  mourn  for  Israel's  fate, 
"  Let  useful  skill  our  hands  forsake  ; 
"  Our  hearts  with  hopeless  sorrow  break." 

4  "  Thou,  ruin'd  Salem,  to  our  eyes 

i(  Each  day  in  sad  remembrance  rise  ! 

"  Should  we  e'er  cease  to  feel  thy  wrongs, 

"  Lost  be  our  joys,  and  mute  our  tongues." 

5  "  Remember,  Lord,  proud  Edom's  sons, 
"  Who  cry'd  exulting  at  our  groans, 

"  While  Salem  trembled  to  her  base, 

"  Rase  them  ;  her  deep  foundations  rase." 

6  While  thus  they  sung,  the  mourneis  view'd 
Their  foes  by  Cyrus'  arm  subdu'd, 

And  saw  his  glory  rise,  who  spread 
Their  streets,  and  fields,  with  hosts  of  dead. 

7  Pleas'd,  they  foresaw  the  blest  decree, 
That  set  their  tribes  from  bondage  free  ; 
Renew 'd  the  temple,  and  rcstor'd 
The  sacred  worship  of  the  Lord. 
PSALM  137.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

T!iC  ckurclfs  complamt. 
1  ~r   ORP,  in  these  dark  and  dismal  days. 
I  j  We  mourn  the  hidings  of  thy  face; 


P8AJUM  CXWYll 

Proud  enemies  our  path  surround, 
To  level  Zion  With  the  ground. 

!   Her  songs,  her  worship,  they  deride, 
And  hiss  thy  word  with  tongues  of  pride, 
\iul  civ,  t'  insult  our  humble  prayer, 
4<  Where  is  your  God,  ye  Christians,  where  ! 

3  Errors,  and  sins,  and  follies  grow  ; 
Thy  saints  bow  down  in  deepest  woe  ; 
Their  love  decays,  their  zeal  is  o'er, 
And  thousands  walk  with  Christ  no  moi 

I  To  happier  days  our  bosoms  turn  ; 
Those  days  but  teach  us  how  to  mourn  ! 
The  God,  who  hade  his  mercy  flow, 
In  w  rath  withdraws  his  blessing  now . 

i  The  blessing  from  thy  truth's  withdrawn  ; 
Its  quickening,  saving  influence  gone  : 
I  nuarn'd,  unwaken'd  sinners  hear, 
Nor  see  their  awful  danger  near. 

6  Id  dews  unseen,  or  scanty  showers, 
Thy  Spirit  shed  his  healing  powers  ; 
The  thirsty  ground  is  parch'd  beneath, 
And  all  is  barrenness,  and  death. 

7  Yet  still,  thy  name  be  ever  blesr, 
On  thee  our  hope  shall  safely  rest; 
Zion  her  Cyrus  soon  shall  see 
Array'd  to  set  his  Israel  free. 

3  Jesus,  with  vengeance  armM,  shall  come 
To  crush  his  foes,  and  seal  their  doom, 
The  mystic  Babel  whelm  in  dust, 
Her  pomp,  her  idols,  power,  and  trust. 

9  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult,  and  sing 
The  matchless  glories  of  their  King  ; 
Nations  before  his  altar  bend, 
Vnd  peace  from  realm  to  realm  extend. 

PSALM  137.     TldrdPart.      Short  fifetn 

Love  to  the  Church. 
1  if  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
JL   The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  Church,  our  blest  Redeemer  sav'J 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 


>>  uii  mi  ow  n  precious  woou. 


250  PSALM  CXXXVIH 

2  I  love  thy  Church,  O  God  ! 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  If  e'er  to  bless  thy  sons 
My  voice,  or  hands,  deny, 

These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake , 
.    This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 
Her  welfare,  or  her  woe, 

Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  every  grief  o'erflow. 

5  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

6  Beyond  my  highest  joy 
I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 

Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

7  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 
Our  Saviour,  and  our  King, 

Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe, 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

8  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 

The  brightest  glories,  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

PSALM  138.    Long  Metre. 
Restoring  and  preserving  grace. 

1  [\\ 7ITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 

j  y     I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song  : 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  Angels,  that  make  thy  church  their  care, 
Shall  witness  my  devotion  there ; 
While  holy  zeal  directs  mine  eyes 
To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  skies.] 

3  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 


PSALM  CXXXIX 

-i  To  God  I  cryM,  when  troubles  rose  ; 

He  hear'd  me,  and  subdu'd  my  toes  ; 

He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  diffus'd  thro'  all  my  soul. 
r>  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  state, 

Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  scorns  the  great ; 

But  from  his  throne  descends,  to  see 

The  sons  of  humble  poverty. 
8  Amid  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 

Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 

Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 

And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 
t  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 

To  save  from  sorrows  and  from  sins  ; 

The  work,  that  wisdom  undertakes, 

Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 
PSALM  139.     First  fart.    Long  Metre. 
The  a!l-*eemg  God. 
i  T   ORD,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  thro',, 

J_^  Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers 
2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 

Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 

Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 
>  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 

On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  : 

Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

lam  surrounded  still  with  God. 
j.  How  awful  is  thy  searching  eye  ! 

Thy  knowledge,  Oh,  how  deep  !  how  high  : 

My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 

Is  in  the  bound  less  prospeet  lost. 

5  <(  Oh,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
"  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest  ! 

(t  Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
u  Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there." 
PAUSE  1. 

6  Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove, 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  presence  shun. 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  .? 


258  PSALM  CXXXIX. 

7  If  dp  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'st  enthron'd  in  light: 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 

8  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray 
I  fly  heyond  the  Western  Sea, 
Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 

0  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray, 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

10  "  Oh,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  brcas? . 
"  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er]  rest ! 

"  Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
u  Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there." 
PAUSE  II. 

11  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise, 
No  screen  from  thy  all-seeing  eyes  ; 
Thy  hand  can  seize  thy  foes  as  soon 
Thro'  mid-night  shades,  as  blazing  noo:> 

12  Mid-night  and  noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God,  they're  both  aliketo  thee  -, 
Xot  death  can  hide  what  God  will  spy, 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

IS  "  Oh,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
"  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ! 
"  Xor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
"  Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 
PSALM  139.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre 
The  wonderful  formation  of  man. 

1  'mWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came, 

JL    A  work  of  such  a  curious  frame  : 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  shine, 
And  each  proclaims  thy  skill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  survey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confusion  lay  : 
Thou  saw'st  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd, 
And  what  thy  sovereign  counsels  fram'd, 
(The  breathing  lungs^  the  beating  heart) 
Was  copy'd  with  unerring  art. 


PSALM  I  KXX1X 

4  Ai  last,  to  shew  my  Mak 

God  ■tampMbifl  my  frame, 

And  in  sonu*  unknown  moment  joinM 
The  finish'd  members  to  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  seeds  of  thought  began, 
And  all  the  passions  of  the  man  : 
Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praise. 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  since  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  acted  on  life  i  busy  stage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  survey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  sand  that  makes  the  shore* 
Before  myswiitest  thoughts  could  trace 
The  numerous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

8  These  on  my  heart  are  still  imprest, 
"With  these  I  give  my  eyes  to  rest ; 
Anfl  at  my  waking  hours  I  find 
God  and  his  love  possess  my  mind. 

PSALM  139.     Third  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Sincerity  professed  and  grace  tried ;  or.  TU  heart-starchir.g 
G<xi. 

1  AfY  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel 

ItI  ^  h*-u  impious  men  transgress  thy  will ! 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

2  Does  not  my  soul  detest  and  hate 
The  sons  of  malice  and  deceit } 
Those  that  oppose  thy  laws  and  thee, 
1  count  them  enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  search  my  soul,  try  every  thought ; 
Tho'  my  own  heart  accuse  me  not 

Of  walking  in  a  false  disguise, 
I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  secret  mischief  lurk,  within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  some  unknown  sin  ? 
Oh,  turn  my  feet  when'er  I  sti-ay. 
™hJ  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way" 


260  PSALM  CXXXIX. 

PSALM  139.    First  Part.    Com.  Metre. 
God  is  every  where. 

1  TN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

|_  In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all  surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word 

He  knows  the  sense  I  mean, 
•i  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 

Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  sovereign  love. 
PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 

7  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath 

To  'scape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death.. 
And  make  the  grave  resign. 

8  If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  West, 
Thy  hand,  which  must  support  my  flight, 
Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 

9  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Those  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  mid-night  hour 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
Oh,  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 


fvalm  cxl 

M  159.     Second  Part.    Common  Metre 
The  icisdtrii  of  Cod  in  the  formation  ofjnan, 
t  ¥lTHEN  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand, 
J  J     And  all  my  frame  survey, 
Lord,  'tis  thy  work  ;  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay . 

>  hand  my  heart  and  reins  po- 
"Where  unborn  nature  grew  ; 
Thy  w  isdom  all  ray  features  trac'd, 
And  all  ray  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  nicest  care  survey  "d 

The  growth  of  every  part : 
'Till  the  whole  schema,  thy  thoughts  had  laid, 
Was  copied  by  thine  art 

4  Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  and  fire,  and  wind. 

Shew  me  thy  wond'rous  skill  : 
But  I  review  myself,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  still. 

5  Thine  awful  glories  round  me  bhine  ; 

My  flesh  proclaims  thy  praise  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  Grace. 
PSALM  159.  14,17,18.  Third  Part.  Com.  Mel 
The  mercitt  of  God  innumerable. 
An  evening  Psalm. 

1  T   ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
I J  They  strike  me  with  s'urprise  ; 

Xot  all  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore 
To  equal  numbers  rise. 

2  My  fiesh  with  fear  and  wonder  stands, 

The  product  of  thy  skill  ; 
And  hourly  blessings  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

3  These  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep  : 

How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
Oh,  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  sleep 

Still  find  ray  thoughts  with  thee  t 
PSALM  140.     Fira  Part.    Long  Metre. 
A  prayer  against  public  er.i 
1   |~|  LORD,  the  God  of  heaven  and  earth, 
\^f  From  men  of  violence  defend, 


26$  PSALM  CXL. 

That  cherish  mischief  from  their  birth  ; 
Thy  suppliant  save  ;  thy  mercy  send. 

2  By  night  they  form'd  th'  accurs'd  design. 
And  lie  in  wait  against  our  peace ; 

By  day  their  bands  in  war  combine, 
Thy  saints  to  slaughter,  and  oppress. 

3  In  fields  of  blood  their  souls  delight, 
In  waste  and  plunder,  death  and  pain  ; 
Against  thy  Church,  and  thee  unite  ; 
Alike  the  foes  of  God,  and  man. 

4  O  thou  preserver  of  mankind, 

Our  hope,  our  shield,  our  strength,  our  God 

Thou  hast  an  ear  to  prayer  inclin'd  ; 

Our  cries  have  reach'd  thy  dread  abode. 
i>  Our  cause  thy  justice  will  maintain, 

Avenge  th'  oppress'd,and  guard  the  poor  ; 

IMe'er  shall  thy  children  ask  in  vain, 

And  our  proud  foes  shall  boast  no  more. 
6  Their  banded  hosts  shall  fly,  or  fall ; 

A  shaking  leaf  their  thousands  chase  ; 

Our  God  shall  hear  our  nation's  call ; 

We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sing  his  praise. 

PSALM  140.     Second  Part.     Short  Metre. 
A  complaint  against  perianal  enemies. 

1  "]&  M  Y  God,  while  impious  men, 
Jjt  A  With  malice  in  their  heart, 

My  peace  destroy,  my  life  defame, 
Thy  guardian  grace  Impart. 

2  With  poison  in  their  lips, 
And  with  a  serpent's  tongue, 

They  sting  my  fainting  soul  to  death) 

And  make  my  name  their  song. 
2  Ceaseless  they  lie  in  wait 

My  footsteps  to  betray  ;     , 
They  hide  their  snare,  they  set  their  gin, 

Beside  my  peaceful  way. 
4  Oh,  hear  my  humble  cry  ! 

Their  fondest  hopes  destroy  ; 
Their  arts  confound,  their  plots  disclose, 

And  blast  their  envious  jov 


PSALM  CXL1I.  fl 

I  )m  their  on  11  heads  sliall  fall 
The  mischiefs  they  del 
Ihv  hand  shall  take  them  in  their  i 
*  Their  slanders,  and  theii 

6  As  coals  the  wood  consume, 

\-  pits  receive  the  slain, 
•So  shall  the  men  of  malice  sink. 
And  never  rise  again. 

7  The  Lord,  who  hates  the  proud, 
Shall  scorch  the  slanderous  to-  [ 

Shall  hunt  the  wicked  from  the  earth, 
And  well  requite  their  wrong. 

an  wilt  sustain  the  poor, 
And  bid  th'  afflicted  Sing  j 
Before  thee  shall  thy  children  dwell, 
Their  Father  and  their  King. 
PSALM  141.    2,3,4,5.    Long  Metre. 
Watcltfulntii  and  brollitrhj  reprotf, 
A  morning  or  evening  Psalm. 
I    \  |  Y  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
^  f  JL  Like  morning  incense  in  thine  house  ; 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 
I  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  ! . 
From  every  rash  and  heedless  word  ; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 
3  Oh,  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  way  ! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bmise,  but  cheer  my  head. 
i  When  I  behold  them  prest  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief: 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

PSALM  142.     Common  Metre. 
God  it  tJie  hope  of  the  kclpteu. 
I  FJlO  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known, 

J_    From  God  I  sought  relief; 
In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  pour'd  ont  all  my  grief. 


264  PSALM  CXLUI. 

2  My  soul  was  overwhelm'd  with  woes, 

My  heart  began  to  break : 
My  God,  who  all  my  burdens  knows^ 
Knows  every  way  I  take. 

3  On  every  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone  ; 
While  friends  and  strangers  pass'd  me  by 
Neglected  or  unknown. 

4  Then  I  did  raise  a  louder  cry, 

And  callM  thy  mercy  near ; 
"  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, 

"Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 
')  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend  ; 
And  make  my  foes  who  vex  me  know, 

I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 
6  From  my  sad  prison  set  me  free, 

Then  shall  I  praise  thy  name  ; 
And  holy  men  shall  join  with  me, 

Thy  kindness  to  proclaim. 

PSALM  143.    Long  Metre. 
Complaint  of  heavy  afflictions  in  mind  and  body. 

1  ^L  M  Y  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  ! 

i  y  J^  Hear  when  I  spread  my  hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  succor  from  thy  throne  ; 
Oh,  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known  ! 

2  Let  judgment  not  against  me  pass  ; 
Behold  thy  servant  pleads  thy  grace  : 
Should  justice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

No  living  man  is  guiltless  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  see 
The  mighty  woes  that  burden  me  ; 
Down  to  the  dust  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  darkness  and  unseen, 
My  heart  is  desolate  within  ; 

My  thoughts  in  musing  silence  trace 
The  ancieot  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope 
To  bear  my  sinking  spirits  up  ; 

I  stretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 

And  thirst/like  parched  lands,  for  rain. 


PSALM  CXIJY 

6  For  thee  I  thirst,  I  pitiy,  I  mourn  ; 
Whes  v  ill  thy  smiling  fate  return  ? 
Shall  ail  my  joys  on  earth  remove  , 

I  God  rorever  hide  his  love  ; 
Go«\thy  Ions?  delay  to  save 

\ViILsink  thy  prisoner  to  the  grave  : 
My  heart  crows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye 
Make  haste  to  lu-lp  before  I  die. 

8  The  night  is  witness  to  my  tears, 
Distressing  pains,  distressing  fears  ; 
Oh,  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
How  would  my  wearied  powers  rejoice  ! 

9  In  thee  I  trust,  to  thee  I  sigh, 
And  lift  my  heavy  soul  on  high  ; 
For  thee  sit  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tiresome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fe tters,  Lord,  and  show 
"Which  is  the  path  my  feet  should  go ; 
If  snares  and  foes  beset  the  road 

I  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill  ; 
Let  the  good  spirit  of  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

tS  Thea  shall  my  soul  no  more  complain  , 
The  tempter  then  shall  rage  in  vain; 
At.d  fiesh,  that  was  my  foe  before, 

II  never  vex  my  spirit  more. 

PSALM  144.     First  Part.     1,-2.     Com.  Metre. 
Assistance  c  .  .:  \al  rvarfart* 

1  X^OR  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
J^    My  Saviour  and  my  shield  ; 
He  sends  his  spirit  with  his  word, 

To  arm  me  for  die  field. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  soul  his  care, 
Instructs  me  to  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guards  me  thro'  the  war. 
5  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine 
Docs  my  weak  courage  raise  ; 


266  PSALM  CXLV. 

He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 
PSALM  144.  Second  Part.  3,4,5,6.  Com.  Met. 

Tlie  vanity  of  man,  and  condescension  of  God. 
1  T   ORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 
_|_J  Born  of  the  earth  at  first  ? 
His  life  a  shadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hastening  to  the  dust. 
9  Oh,  what  is  feeble,  dying  man, 
Or  any  of  his  race, 
That  God  should  make  it  his  concern 
To  visit  him  with  grace  ? 
3  That  God,  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 
Who  shakes  the  worlds  above, 
While  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown, 
How  wondrous  is  his  love  ! 
PSALM  144.  Third  Part.  12—15.  Long  Metre. 

Grace  above  riches  ;  or,  The  fmppy  nation. 
1  TJTAPPY  the  city,  where  their  sons, 
Jfj[  Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set, 
And  daughters,  bright  as  polish'd  stones. 
Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 
-2  Happy  the  country,  where  the  sheep, 
Cattle,  and  corn,  have  large  increase  ; 
Where  men  securely  work,  or  sleep, 
Nor  sons  of  plunder  break  their  peace, 
3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd  : 
But  more  divinely  blest  are  those, 
On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God 
Himself  with  all  his  grace  bestows. 
PSALM  145.    Long  Metre. 
The  greatness  of  God. 
1  ~m  m  Y  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise, 
1  \j|  Shall  fill  "the  remnant  of  my  days  : 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
•Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 
*3  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 


PSALM  CXLV. 

3  Thy  truth  and  justice  Til  proclaim  ; 
Thy  bounty  flows,  an  endless  stream  ; 

Thy  mercy  swift ;  thine  anger  slow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  toe. 

4  Thv  works  with  sovereign  glory"  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  : 

Let  Sion  in  her  courts  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

5  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  of  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  f 
Thv  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  : 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways  j 

Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

PSALM  145.  1— 7, 11,  13.  First  part.  Com. Met. 

The  greatness  of  Gorf. 
1  "I"   OXG  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name, 
|_j  My  King,  my  God  of  love  ; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 
•2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  power  unknown, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
I'll  sing  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men,  that  hear  my  sacred  song, 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name ; 

And  children  learn  thy  ways  : 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim  : 
And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 
j  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 
Shall  thro'  the  world  be  known  : 
Thine  arm  of  power,  thy  heavenly  state, 
With  public  splendor  shown. 
6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  saints  are  rul'd  by  love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 


208  PSALM  CXLV. 

PSALM  145.    Second  Part.    7,  &c.    Can. Met 

The  goodness  of  God. 

1  HWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 
^  My  God,  my  heavenly  King  : 

Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food  ; 
Thy  liberal  hand  provides  their  meat. 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 

Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim  ; 
But  saints,  that  taste  thy  richer  grace, 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

PSALM  145.     14,  17,  &c.     Third  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Mercy  to  sufferers  ;  or,  God  hearing  Prayer. 
t  T   ET  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
I  jj  Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  strength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  distrest 
Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourners  rest. 

3  The  Lord  supports  our  tottering  days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth  : 
Holy  and  just  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feel, 

He  hears  his  children  cry  ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh,. 


PSALM  CXLY.  2C9 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 
From  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
He  saves  the  souls,  whose  humble  love 
[sjoin'd  with  holy  tear. 
C  [His  stubborn  foes  his  sword  shall  slay, 
And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 
But  none  that  serve  the  Lord  shall  say, 
"  They  sought  his  aid  in  vain."] 
7  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  his  praise, 
And  spread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Lrt  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honors  of  their  God.] 
rSALM  145.     Proper  Metre.     Jls  the  neio  50th. 
The  Kinstfan  and  Perfections  of  Cod. 

1  rTIO  bless  the  Lord  let  every  land  combine  ; 

|_  Your  hearts  andminds,y  our  harps  andvoices 
Each  openingdaw  n  shall  hear  my  songs  arise;[join. 
Each  evening  waft  its  incenss  to  the  skies  : 
All  praise,  all  love,  his  boundless  glories  claim, 
The  praise  of  Saints,  the  Seraph's  sacred  flame. 

2  Thy  kingdom  fills  duration's  endless  rounds, 
And,  with  immensity,  it  knows  no  bounds  : 
O'er  earth,o'er  heaven,o'er  hell,extends  thy  sway; 
Angels,  Archangels,  thrones  and  powers  obey  ; 
All  scenes,  all  worlds,  confess  ihy  hand  divine  ; 
And  seas,  and  skies,  and  stars,  and  suns  are  thine. 

3  How  vast  thy  works  !  how  various  are  thy  ways! 
What  themes  divine  of  rapture,  and  of  praise  ! 
What  countless  wonders  in  creation  blend  ! 
What  wonders  thro*  thy  providence  extend  ! 
Surpassing  every  bound  of  space,  and  time;  [lime. 
Great  beyond  thought ;  beyond  the  heavens  sub- 

4  How  just  thy  ruling  hand  ;  thine  empire  round, 
No  stain,  no  fault,  no  error  can  be  found  : 
Divinely  pure  all  purity  above, 

Unfolding  wisdom,  and  inspiring  love  : 

Thy  love,  thy  wisdom,  shall  my  songs  inspire, 

And  listening  nations  catch  the  sacred  fire. 

5  The  world's  wide  frame  thy  mighty  hand  upholds, 
What  glories  there  preserving  power  unfolds  ! 
What  order,  harmony,  and  beauty,  shine  ! 
Peace  all  thy  kingdom  !  all  thy  ride  divine  ! 
Thy  haughty  foes  are  scatter'd  at  thy  nod, 

And  suffering  saints,  sustained,  confess  their  God. 


270  PSALM  CXLYI. 

6  All  worlds,  all  beings,  in  thy  presence  live, 
And  taste  the  good,  thy  ceaseless  bounties  give, 
Each  day,  each  hour,  ascend  their  waiting  eyes; 
Each  passing  moment  yields  them  fresh  supplies ; 
Thy  sun  illumes,  delights,  supports  with  good, 
And  timely  seasons  shower  the  plenteous  food. 

7  Thy  hands  upraise- the  fall'n  ;  defend  the  poor; 
Avenge  bold  wrongs ;  invaded  rights  secure  ; 
Thy  wondrous  acts  each  race  of  man  declares  ; 
We  to  our  sons,  and  they  again  to  theirs ; 

The  heart,  the  song,  thy  goodness  shall  inspire, 
When  heavens  growdark,and  earth  dissolves  in  fire. 

8  But  chief  thy  children  know  thy  tender  care, 
Feast  on  thy  grace,  and  boundless  pity  share  : 
To  anger  slow,  in  mercy  swift  to  hear, 

Each  filial  cry  shall  find  a  Father  near, 
A  faithful  Friend,  to  love,  to  bless,  to  save, 
In  life,  in  death,  and  worlds  beyond  the  grave. 

9  Thro'  all  thy  works  thy  pure  perfections  shine, 
In  beauty,  grandeur,  power,  and  grace  divine  ; 
From  all,  thy  hand  unmeasur'd  bliss  shall  bring, 
From  evil  good,  from  darkness  glory,  spring, 
Angels  and  saints  proclaim  thy  spotless  ways, 
And  earth's  wide  regions  hymn  immortal  praise. 

PSALM  146.    Long  Metre. 
Praise  to  God  for  his  goodness  and  truth* 

1  TjRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  shall  join 
\^  In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine  ; 
Now  while  the  flesh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  soul  ascends  to  God. 

3  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  powers, 
While  immortality  endures  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

3  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust; 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ;  he  made  the  sky, 

*And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 


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5  His  truth  forever  stands  secure  ; 

He  saves  ttv  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 
He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace, 
And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

6  The  Lord  hath  eves  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

7  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  -well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 
Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

PSALM  146.    Proper  Met.    As  the  113th  Psalm, 
Praise  to  God  for  his  goodnest  and  truth. 

1  T'LL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 

[    And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  i 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
Whilelife,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  ilesh  and  blood  : 
Their  breath  departs  ;  their  pomp,  and  power. 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

3  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  th?  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain, 
-i  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  : 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace, 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 
5  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell  ; 

Thv  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reign*  - 


: 


55/ S  l'SAJL.i\l  UAL, VII. 

Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  ; 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 
6  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  lite,  And  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 
PSALM  147.    First  Part.    Long  Metre 
Tfie  Divine  nature,  providence,  and  grace. 

1  TTJRAISE  ye  the  Lord  :  'tis  good  to  raise 

J^     Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  ; 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name : 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

5  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames  ; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound  ; 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might ; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 
PAUSE, 
a  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  around  the  sky 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn  ; 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force  I 
The  sprightly  man,  the  warlike  horse. 
The  nimble  wit,  the  active  limb, 

All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him, 

5  The  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight : 
He  views  his  children  with  delight 


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He  spake  the  word, 
Anil  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came 
To  praise  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  past ; 

And  each  his  word  fulfils 
While  time  and  nature  last. 

In  different  ways 

His  works  proclaim 

His  wondrous  name, 

And  speak  his  praise. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monsters  of  the  deep, 
The  fish  that  cleave  the  seas, 
Or  in  their  bosom  sleep, 

From  sea  and  shore 
Their  tribute  pay, 
And  still  display 
Their  Maker's  power. 

6  Ye  vapors,  hail  and  snow, 
Praise  ye  th' almighty  Lord, 
And  stormy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  shine; 
Or  thunders  roar, 
Let  earth  adore 
His  hand  divine. 

7  Ye  mountains  near  the  skies. 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  size, 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  ; 

Beasts  wild  and  tame, 
Birds,  flies,  and  worms, 
In  various  forms 
Exalt  his  name. 

8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King  ; 
And,  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  honors  sing  : 

Nor  let  the  dream 
Of  power  and  state 


276  PSALM  CXLYIH. 

Make  you  forget 

His  power  supreme. 
U  Virgins  and  youths,  engage, 
To  sound  his  praise  divine, 
While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feebler  voices  join ; 

Wide  as  he  reigns 

His  name  be  sung 

By  every  tongue 

Iu  endless  strains. 
10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God,  that  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love. 

While  earth  and  sky 

Attempt  his  praise, 

Hi  s  saints  shall  raise 

His  honors  high. 

PSALM  148.    Paraphrased.     Long  Metre. 
Universal  praise  to  God. 

1  T   OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

§_j  From  distant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell! 
Let  heaven  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 
Note.     This  Psalm  may  be  sung  to  the  tune  of  the 
old  l\2lh  or  127th  psalm,  if  these  two  lines  be 
added  to  evei^y  stanza,  viz. 

Eeich  of  his  works  his  name  displays, 
But  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  his  praise. 
Other-wise  it  must  be  sung  to  the  usual  tunes  of  the 
Long  JMetre. 

2  The  Lord,  how  absolute  he  reigns  ! 
Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heavenly  strains  ; 
And  speak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 
An  awful  throne  of  shining  bliss  ! 
Fly  thro*  the  world,  O  sun  !  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his 

4  Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame 
In  sounds  of  dreadful  praise  declare  ; 
Let  the  sweet  whisper  of  his  name 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  air. 


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lie  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

PSALM  147.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Summer  and  IV inter. 
1  TlLESS,  O  thou  Western  World,  thy  God, 
|j  And  make  his  honors  known  abroad  ; 

He  bids  the  sea  before  thee  flow  ; 

Not  bars  of  brass  could  guard  thee  so. 
J  Thy  children  are  secure  and  blest ; 

Thy  shores  have  peace,  thy  cities  rest  : 

He  feeds  thy  sons  with  finest  wheat, 

And  adds  his  blessing  to  their  meat 
9  Thy  changing  seasons  he  ordains, 

Thine  early  and  thy  latter  rains  ; 

His  flakes  of  snow  like  wool  he  sends, 

And  thus  the  springing  corn  defends. 
I  With  hoary  frost  he  strews  the  ground  ; 

His  hail  descends  with  clattering  sound  : 

Where  is  the  man  so  vainly  bold, 

That  dares  defy  his  dreadful  cold  } 
5  He  bids  the  southern  breezes  blow  : 

The  ice  dissolves,  the  waters  flow  : 

But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  wajs 

To  call  thy  children  to  his  praise. 

0  To  all  thy  sons  his  laws  are  shown  ; 
His  gospel  through  the  nation  known  : 
He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  word 
To  every  land  :  Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

PSALM  147.     7—0,  13—13.      Common  Metre. 
The  seasons  of  tite  year. 

1  W7^TH  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

▼  f     Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat ; 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  : 
But  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  his  honors  high. 


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274  PSALM  CXLVIH. 

4  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the'ground  : 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high 

He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  wretch,  that  dares  his  God  defy, 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow  ; 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

PSALM  148.     Proper  Metre. 
^Praise  to  God  from  all  creatures. 

1  ~\T^  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

j[    With  heaven  and  earth  and  seas. 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise. 

Ye  holy  throng 

Of  angel's  bright, 

In  worlds  of  light 

Begin  the  song. 

2  Thou  sun  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon  that  rul'st  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 
With  stars  of  twinkling  light. 

His  power  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly 
In  empty  air. 

3  The  shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  stand  ; 
Or  in  swift  courses  move 
By  his  supreme  command. 


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PAUSK  II. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 
Praise  ye  the  eternal  King  ; 

Judges,  adore  that  sov'reign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honors  spring. 

14  Let  vigorous  youth  engage 
To  sound  his  praises  high  ; 

While  growing  babes,  and  withering  age, 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  shown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise  : 

God  is  the  Lord  ;  his  name  alone 

Deserves  our  endless  praise. 

16  Let  nature  join  w  ith  art, 
And  all  pronounce  him  blest  ; 

But  saints  that  dwell  so  near  his  heart 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

PSALM  149.     Common  Metre. 
Praise  God  all  his  snints;  or,  The  saints  judging  the  -worlds 
1     A  LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
j\_  And  let  your  songs  be  new  , 
Amid  the  church  with  cheerful  voice 
His  later  wonders  shew. 
:2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  sing  ; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praise, 
While  Zion  owns  her  King. 
J  The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  the  just, 
Whom  sinners  treat  with  scorn  ; 
The  meek,  that  lie  despis'd  in  aust, 
Salvation  shall  adorn. 

4  Saints  should  be  joyful  in  their  King, 

Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed  : 
And  like  the  souls  in  glory  sing, 
For  God  shall  raise  the  dead. 

5  Then  his  high  praise  shall  fill  their  tongucSj 

Their  hand  shall  wield  the  sword  ; 
And  vengeance  shall  attend  their  soDgs, 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 
%  WThen  Christ  the  judgment-seat  ascends-, 
And  bids  the  world  appear, 


280  PSALM  CL. 

Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  friends. 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  Then  shall  they  rule  with  iron  roil 

Nations,  thatdar'd  rebel ; 
And  join  the  sentence  of  their  God 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

8  The  royal  sinners  bound  in  chains 

New  triumphs  shall  afford  ; 
Such  honor  for  the  saints  remains  : 

Praise  ye,  and  love  the  Lord. 
PSALM  150.     1,  2,  6.    Common  Metre 
A  song  of  Praise. 

1  TN  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise  ; 

|_  His  grace  he  there  reveals ; 
To  heaven  your  joy  and  wonder  raise, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  sacred  passions  move 

While  you  rehearse  his  deeds  ; 
But  the  great  work  of  saving  love 

Your  highest  praise  exceeds. 
J  All  that  have  motion,  life,  and  breath, 

Proclaim  your  Maker  blest : 
Yet,  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 

My  soul  shall  praise  him  best. 
PSALM  150.    Proper  Metre.     As  the  UStrt. 
Universal  praise  to  God. 
1  TN  Zion's  sacred  gates 

|   Let  hymns  of  praise  begin, 
Where  acts  of  faith  and  lpve 
With  ceaseless  beauty  shine. 

In  mercy  there, 

While  God  is  known, 

Before  his  throne 

With  songs  appear. 
In  heaven,  his  house  on  high, 
Ye  Angels  lift  your  voice  ; 
Let  heavenly  harps  resound, 
And  happy  saints  rejoice. 

The  glories  sing, 

That  ever  shine, 

With  pomp  divine, 

Around  your  King. 


PSALM  CXLVIII.  277 

•  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  sea, 
Id  this  eternal  song  conspire. 

6  Ye  flowery  plains,  proclaim  his  skill ; 
Vallies  lie  low  before  his  eye  ; 

And  let  his  praise  from  every  hill, 
Rise  tuneful  to  the  neighboring  sky 

7  Ye  stubborn  oaks,  and  stately  pines, 
Bend  jour  high  branches  and  adore  : 
Praise  him,  ye  beasts,  in  different  strains ; 
The  lamb  must  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

8  Birds,  ye  must  make  his  praise  your  theme, 
Nature  demands  a  song  from  you  : 
While  the  dumb  fish  that  cut  the  stream, 
Leap  up,  and  mean  his  praises  too. 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
When  nature  all  around  you  sings  ? 
Oh,  for  a  shout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  swains  and  lofty  kiugs  ! 

I  0  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

II  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word  \ 
Oh,  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 

But  saints,  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 
,12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love, 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord  ; 
From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  ! 

PSALM  148.    Short  Metre. 
Uhiversnl  pi-aiie. 

1  IT  ET  every  creature  join 

X A  To  praise  th'  eternal  God  ; 
Ye  heavenly  hosts  the  song  begin, 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  sun  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon  with  paler  rays, 

Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames^ 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise 


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3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 
And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame  ; 

By  his  command  they  stand  or  move, 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapors,  when  ye  rise, 
Or  fall  in  showers  or  snow, 

Ye  thunders,  murmuring  round  the  skies, 
His  power  and  glory  show. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing  fire, 
Agree  to  praise  the  JLord, 

When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 
His  honors  be  exprest ; 

But  saints,  that  taste  his  saving  love, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 
PAUSE  I. 

7  Let  earth  and  ocean  know, 
They  owe  their  Maker  praise  ; 

Praise  him,  ye  wat'ry  worlds  below, 
And  monsters  of  the  seas. 

8  From  mountains  near  the  sky 
Let  his  high  praise  resound, 

From  humble  shrubs  and  cedars  high, 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 

9  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beasts  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 

And  he  expects  your  praise. 

10  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing, 
On  high  his  praises  bear  ; 

Or  sit  on  flowery  boughs,  and  sing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  ants,  and  worms, 
His  various  wisdom  show  ; 

And  flies  in  all  your  shining  swarms, 
Praise  him  that  drest  you  so. 

12  By  all  the  earth-born  race 
His  honors  be  exprest ; 

But  saints,  that  know  his  heavenly  grace. 
Should  learn  to  praise  him  best 


UOXOLOGIES.  281 


3  His  wondrous  acts  demand, 
His  wisdom  and  his  grace, 
The  labors  of  our  hands, 
And  transports  of  our  praise 

Rehearse  his  name 

To  every  shore, 

Where'er  his  power 

His  works  proclaim, 
i  Let  the  trump's  martial  voice. 
The  timbrel's  softer  sound, 
The  organ's  solemn  peal, 
United  praise  resound. 

To  swell  the  song, 

With  highest  joy, 

Let  man  employ 

His  tuneful  tongue. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  DOXOLOGV. 

Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glcry,  given 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

Common  Metre. 

1ET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
4  And  Spirit  be  ador'd. 
Where  there  are' works  to  make  him  k 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

Common  Metre. 
Where  the  tune  includes  txeo  stmtxax. 

1  rilHE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 

Who  calls  our  souls  from  death  t 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new  creating  breath. 

2  To  praise  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
'  saints  and  angels  join 


282  DOXOLOGIES. 

Short  Metre. 
"1TE  angels  round  the  throne, 
L    And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

As  the  113th  Psalm. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Eternal  praise  and  glory  given, 
Thro'  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

As  the  148th  Psalm. 

1^0  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honors  raise ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son  ; 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise. 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing, 
While  faith  adores. 


iND  OF  THE  PSALMS, 


is 

INDEX,  OR  TABLE, 

TO  FIND  A  PSALM!  SUITED  TO  PARTICULAR 
SCHJECTS  OR  OCCASIONS. 

Note.     In  this  Table  I  have  not  directed  to  the 

several  Pints  or  Metres  of  the  Psalm,  lest  it 

should  breed  too  great  a  confusion  of  figures. 

What  is  sought  in  any  Psalm   may  easily  be 

found,  by  turning  a  leaf  or  two  backward  or 

forward  to  the  distinct  Parts  or  JMetres. 

If  you  find  not  what  word  you  seek  in  this  Table, 

*  seeh  another  of  the  same  signification  :  or,  seek 

it  under  some  of  the  mere  general  words,  such 

as  God,  Christ,  Church,  Saints,  Psalm,  Prayer, 

Praise,  Ainiction,Grace,  Dcliverance,Death,&cc. 

ADAM  the  first  and  second,  their  dominion  8. 
Afflicted,  pity  to  them,  41,  35,  tempted,  sup-  ' 
ported  55,  145,  146,  their  prayer  102,  143,  saints 
happy  73,  94, 119, 14th  part.  Afflictions,  hope  in 
them  42,  13,  77.  Support  and  profit  119, 14th  part. 
Instruction  by  them  49,  119,  18th  part.  Sanctifi- 
ed 94,  119,  18th  part.  Courage  in  them  119,  17th. 
part ;  removed  by  prayer  34, 107.  Submission  to 
them  123,  131,  39,  from  men,  see  persecution.  In 
mind  and  body  143  :  trying  our  graces  66,  119, 
17th  part ;  without  rejection  89  ;  of  saints  and  sin- 
ners different  94,  gentle  103  ;  moderated  lc25  ; 
very  great  102,  143,  77.  Aged  saints  reflection 
and  hope  71.  All-seeing  God  139.  Angels,  guar- 
dian, 34,  91  ;  all  subject  to  Christ  89,  97;  praise 
the  Lord  103  ;  present  in  churches  138.  Appeal 
to  God  against  persecutors  7  ;  concerning  our  sin- 
ceritv  139  ;  humility  131.  Ascension  of  Christ  24, 
68,47,  110.  Assistance  from  God  144,  138.  Athe- 
ism, practical  24,  36, 12,  punished  10.  Attributes 
of  God  36,  111,  145,  147.  Authority  from  God 
75,  82. 

"|3  ACKSLIDIXG  soul  in  distress  and  desertion 
Jp  25  ;  restored  51,  pardoned  78, 130.  Blessing 
of  God  on  the  business  and  comforts  of  life  127, 


284  INDEX. 

Blessings  of  a  family  128,  133,  of  a  nation  144, 
147,  of  the  country  65, 147,  of  a  person,  1,  32, 112. 
Blood  of  Christ  cleansing  from  sin  51,  69.  Book 
of  nature  and  scripture  19,  119,  4th  part,  prosper- 
ity 67,  happiness  147.  Brotherly  love  133,  re- 
proof 141.     Business  of  life  blest  127. 

CARE  of  God  over  his  saints  34.  Charity  to 
the  poor  37,  41, 112.  and  justice  15,  112.  mix- 
ed with  imprecations  35.  Chastisement ,  see  afflic- 
tions. Children  praising  God  8.  made  blessings 
127,  128.  instructed  34,  78.  Christ  the  second 
Adam,  his  incarnation,  his  dominion  8.  his  all-suf- 
ficiency 16.  his  ascension  24,  68, 110.  the  church's 
foundation  118.  his  coming,  the  signs  of  it  12.  his 
condescension  and  glorification  8.  covenant  made 
with  him  89.  first  and  second  coming,  or  his  incar- 
nation, kingdom  and  judgment  96,  97,  98.  the  true 
David  89,  35.  his  death  and  resurrection  22,  16, 
69.  the  eternal  Creator  102.  exalted  to  the  king- 
dom 2,  21 ,  S,  72,  1 10.  our  example  1 09.  Faith  in 
his  blood  51.  God  and  man  89.  his  Godhead  102. 
our  hope  4,  51.  his  incarnation  and  sacrifice  40.  the 
king,  and  the  church  his  spouse  45.  his  kingdom 
among  the  Gentiles  72,  87,  132.  his  love  to  ene- 
mies 109,  35.  his  majesty  97,  99.  his  glory  72.  his 
mediatorial  kingdom  89,  110.  his  obedience  and 
death  69.  his  personal  glories  and  government  45. 
praised  by  children  8.  priest  and  king  110.  his  res- 
urrection on  the  Lord's  day  118  our  strength  and 
righteousness  71.  his  sufferings  and  kingdom  2,  22, 
69.  his  sufferings  for  our  salvation  69.  his  zeal  and 
reproaches  69.  his  sorrows.  Christian  qualifica- 
tions 15,  24.  church  made  of  Jews  and  Gentiles  87 
Church  its  beauty  45,  48, 122.  the  birth  place  of 
saints  87.  built  on  Jesus  Christ  118.  its  complaint 
137.  against  enemies  79,  83.  Delight  and  safety 
in  it  27.  Destruction  of  enemies  proceeds  from 
thence  76.  gathered  and  settled  132.  of  the  Gen- 
tiles 45, 47.  God  fights  for  her  46, 10,  20.  God's 
presence  there  132,  84.  God's  special  delight  87, 
132.  God's  garden  92.  going  to  it  122.  the  house 
and  care  of  God  135.  of  the  Jews  and  Gentiles  87. 
its  increase  67.  prayer  in  distress  83.  prayer  for 


INDEX.  V, 

the  pretence  of  Christ  70.  persecuted,  fee  perse- 

cutio.i.  Restored  by  prayer  85, 102,  107.  its  safe- 
ty in  national  desolation  46.  is  the  safety  and  honor 
of  a  nation  48.  the  spouse  of  Christ  45.  its  worship 
and  order  4S.  Wrath  against  enemies  proceeds 
thence  76.  Co Ionics  planted  107.  Comfort,  holi- 
ness and  pardon  4,  52,  119,  11th  and  12th  parts 
and  support  in  God  94,  16.  from  ancient  providen- 
1 43.  of  life  blest  127.  and  pardon  130.  Com- 
pany of  saints  1  n,  106.  Complaint  of  absence  from 
public  worship  42.  of  sickness  6.  desertion  13.pride, 
Atheism,  oppression.  &c.  10, 12.  of  temptation  13. 
against  unbelievers  59.  against  evil  companions 
6-4  general  102.  of  quarrelsome  neighbors  120.  of 
heavy  afflictions  in  mind  and  body  143.  under  great 
trials  43.  Compassion  of  God  103, 145,  147.  Com- 
munion  with  saints  106,  133.  Confession  of  our 
poverty  16.  of  sin,  repentance  and  pardon,  32,  51, 
38,  130,  143.  Conscience  tender  119,  13th  part- 
its  guilt  relieved  38,  52,  51,  150.  Contention  com- 
plained uf  120.  Converse  with  God  119,  2d  part, 
63.  Conversion  and  jov  126.  at  the  ascension  of 
Christ  110.  of  Jews  and  Gentiles  87,  106,  96.  Cor- 
rection, see  affliction.  Cormption  of  manners  gen- 
eral 11, 12.  Counsel  and  support  from  God  16,  119. 
Courage  in  death  16,  17,  71.  in  persecution  119, 
17th  part.  Covenant,  made  with  Christ  89.  of 
grace  unchangeable  89,  106.  .Creation  and  prov- 
idence, 155,156,  55,104,  147,148.  Creatures, 
no  trust  in  them  62,  33, 146.  vain,  and  God  all  suffi- 
cient 33.  praising  God  148. 

DAILY  devotion  55,  139.  Bay  of  humiliation 
for  disappointments  in  war  60.  Death  and  res- 
urrection of  Christ  16,  69,  of  saints  and  sinners  17, 
57.  4(J,  and  sufferings  of  Christ  22,  69.  Deliver- 
ance from  it  31.  and  pride  49.  and  the  resurrec- 
tion 49,  71,  89.  Courage  in  it  16,  17,  23.  the  ef- 
lect  of  sin  90.  not  the  end  of  our  being  88.  Defence 
in  God  3,  121,  and  salvation  in  God  18,  61.  delay- 
ing sinners  warned  95.  Delight  and  safety  in  the 
Church  4S,  27,  S4.  in  the  law  of  God  119,  5th,  8th, 
and  ISth  parts,  in  God  63,  42,  73,  84,  18.  Deliv- 
erance  begun  and  perfected  85.  from  despair  18. 
from  deep  distress  34,  40.  from    death    31,    118. 


from  oppression  and  falsehood  56.  from  persecu- 
tion 53,  94,  by  prayer  34,  40,  85,  126.  from  ship- 
wreck 107.  from  slander  31.  Surprising  126.  from 
temptations  3,  6,  13,  18.  from  a  tumult  118.  De- 
sertion  and  distress  of  soul  25, 13,  38, 143.  Desire 
of  knowledge  119,  9th  part,  of  holiness  119,  11th 
part,  of  comfort  and  deliverance  119,  12th  part, 
of  quickening  grace  119, 16th  part.  Desolations, 
the  church's  safety  in  them  46.  Despair  and  hope 
in  death  17.  49.  Deliverance  from  it  18,  130. 
Devotion  daily  55,  134,  141,  on  a  sick-bed  6,  39, 
see  morning,  evening,  Lord's  day.  Direction  and 
pardon  25.  and  defence  prayed  for  5.  and  hope  42, 
see  knowledge.  Disease,  see  sickness.  Distress  of 
soul,  or  back-sliding  and  desertion  25.  relieved  51, 
130.  Dominion  of  man  over  creatures  8.  Doubts 
and  fears  suppressed  3,31,143.  Drunkard  and 
glutton  107.  Duty  toGod  and  man  15,  24.  Dwel- 
ling with  God,  see  heaven,  church,  &c. 

EDUCATION,  religious  34,  78.  Egypt's 
plagues  105.  End  of  the  righteous  and 
wicked  1,  37.  Enemies  overcome  18,  prayed  for 
35,  109,  destroyed  12,  7G  48.  Envy  and  unbelief 
cured  37,  49.  Equity  and  wisdom  of  providence 
9.  Evening  psalm  4,  139,  141.  Evidences  of 
grace,  or  self-examination  26.  of  sincerity  18,  19, 
139.  Evil  times  12.  neighbours  120  magistrates 
11,  58,  82.  Exaltation  of  Christ  to  the  kingdom 
2,  21,  22,  69,  72,  110.  Examination  or  evidences 
of  grace  26,  139.  Exhortations  to  peace  and 
holiness  34. 

FAITH  and  prayer  of  persecuted  saints  35,  in 
the  blood  of  Christ  51,  32,  in  divine  grace  and 
power  62,  130  Faiihfidness  of  God  89,  105,  111, 
145,  146.  of  man  15,  141.  Falsehood,  blasphemy, 
&c.  12.  and  oppression,  deliverance  from  them 
12,56.  Family  government  101.  love  and  wor- 
ship 133.  blessings  128.  Fears  and  doubts  sup- 
pressed 3,  34,  31.  in  the  worship  of  God  89,99.  of 
God  119, 13th  part.  Flattery  and  deceit  complain- 
ed of  12,  36.  Forgiveness,  see  pardon,  Formal 
worship  50.  Frailty  of  man  89,  90,  144.  Fretful- 
7iess  discouraged  37.  Friendship,  its  blessings, 
133.    Funeral  psalm  89,  90. 


INDFA'.  S7 

C^  KNTU  BS  given  to  Christ  2,  22,  72,  church 
f   45,  65,  72,  87,  owning  the  true  God  96,  98, 

,rif  cation  and    condescension  of   Christ  8, 

jrv  of  God  in  our  salvation  69,  and  grace 
promised  84,  97,  89.     Glutton  78,  drunkard  107. 

II  in  all  127.  all-seeing  139.  all-sufficient  16, 
being,  attributes  and  providence  36,  65, 

is  care  of  saints  7,  34,  his  creation  and  pro- 
vidence 33,  104,  Sec.  our  defence  and  salvation  3, 
61,  33,  115.  eternal,  and  sovereign,  and  holy  93, 
eternal  and  man  mortal  90,  102.  faithfulness  105, 
111,  89.  his  glory  in  his  works  and  word  19,  glo- 
rified and  sinners  saved  69.  goodness  and  mercy 
145,  103.  goodness  and  truth  145,  146.  governing 
power  and  goodness  66.  great  and  good  144,  68, 
1  *5, 147.  heart  searching  139.  our  only  hope  and 
help  142.  the  judge  9,  50,97.  kind  to  his  people 

1 45,  146.  his  glory  in  creation  and  providence  104. 
his  kingdom  and  perfections  145.  his  majesty  97. 
and  condescension  113,  144.  mercy  and  truth  36, 
103,  136,  89,  145.  made  man  8.  of  nature  and 
grace  65.  his  perfections  111,  36,  145,  147.  our 
portion  and  Christ  our  hope  4.  our  portion  here 
and  hereafter  73.  his  power  and  majesty  68,  89, 
93.96.  praised  by  children  8.  our  preserver  121, 
128.  present  in  his  churches  84.  our  refuge  in  na- 
tional troubles  46.  our  shepherd  23.  his  sovereign- 
ty and  goodness  to  man  8,  113,  144.  our  support 
and  comfort  94.  supreme  governor  82,  93,  75.  his 
vengeance  and  compassion  68,  97.  unchangeable 
89,  111  his  universal  dominion  103.  his  wisdom 
in  his  works  111,  139,  worthy   of  all  praise  145, 

146,  150.  Good  works  15,  24,  112  profit  men  not 
God  16.  Goodness  of  God,  8,  103,  111,  145,  146. 
Gospel  its  glory  and  success  19,  45,  110.  jovful 
sound  89,  98.  worship  and  order  48.  Government 
of  Christ  45.  from  God  75.  Grace  its  evidences, 
or,  self-examination,  26,  139.  above  riches  144. 
without  merit  16,  32.  of  Christ  45,  72.  and  provi- 
dence 33,  36,  135,  136,  147.  preserving  and  re- 
storing 158,  truth  and  protection  57  tried  by  af- 
fliction 17,  66,  125  and  glory  84,  97.  pardoning 
130.  Guilt  of  Conscience  relieved  38.  32,  51, 
130 


ZS8  IJNDEX. 

HAPPY  saint  and  cursed  sinner  1.  Hardest  65. 
126,  147  Health,  sicknes,  and  recovery  6, 
30,  31,  prayed  for  6,  38,  39.  Heart  known  to 
God  139.  Hearing  of  prayer  and  salvation  4,  10, 
G6, 1 02  Heaven  of  separate  souls  and  resurrection 
17.  the  saints  dwelling  place  24.  Holiness,  par- 
don and  comfort  4.  desired  119, 11th  part,  profest 
119.  3d  part.  139.  Hope  in  darkness  13,  77,  143. 
of  resurrection  16,  71.  and  despair  in  17,  49.  and 
prayer  27.  for  victoiy  20.  and  direction  42.  in  af- 
flictions 42,  143.  Hosanna  of  the  children  8.  for 
the  Lord's  day  118.  Household,  see  family  Humil- 
iation day  10.  for  disappointment  GO.  Humility 
and  submission  131,139.  Hypocrites  and  Hypo- 
crisy 12,  40. 

IDOLATRY  reproved  16,  115,  135.  Jehovah 
68,  83,  reigns,  93,  96,  97.  Jews,  see  Israel. 
linages,  see  idolatry.  Imprecations  and  charity 
35.  Incarnation  96, 97,  98.  and  sacrifice  of  Christ 
40.  Infants  139.  see  children.  Infidels  misera- 
ble end  of  52.  Instruction  from  God  25.  from 
scripture  119,  4th  and  7th  parts,  in  piety  34.  In- 
structive afflictions  94.  Intemperance  punished  78. 
and  pardoned  107.  Joy  of  conversion  126.  see  de- 
light. Israel  saved  from  the  Assyrians  76,  saved 
from  Egypt,  and  brought  to  Canaan  135,  136,  77, 
105,  107,  rebellion  and  punishment  78,  punished 
and  pardoned  106,  107.  travels  in  the  wilderness 
107,  114.  Judgment  and  mercy  9,  68.  day  1,  50, 
96,  97,  98,  129.  seat  of  God  9.  Justice  of  provi- 
dence 9 ;  and  truth  towards  men  15.  Justifica- 
tion free  23,  1 30. 
fjT  INGDOM  of  Christ,  see  Christ.  Knowledge 
%^  desired  19,  119,  9th  part. 

J    AW  of  God,  delight  in  it  11 9.     Liberality  re- 

%j  warded  41,  112.  Life  and  riches  their  van- 
ity 49.  short  and  feeble  89,  90,  144.  Life  the  on- 
ly accepted  time  88.     Longing  after  God  63,  42. 

Lord's  d-<\\  psalm  92,  118.  morning  5,  19,63. 
Love  of  God  to  the  righteous  and  hatred  to  the 
wicked  1,  11.  to  our  neighbor  15.   to  the  church 

137.  of  Christ  to  sinners  35.  of  God  better  than 
life  63.  of  God  unchangeable  106,  89,  to  enemies 


INDEX.  2S* 

I.  brotherly  133.  and   worship  in  a  fiuoil) 
Luxury  punished  7S.  and  pardoned  197. 

MAGISTRATES  warned  58,  82,  qualifies- 
101.  raised  arnl  deposed  75.  .Majesty 
d.     Man  his   vanity  as  mortal 

.  90,  144.  his  dominion  over  creatures  8. 
mortal  and  Christ  eternal  102.  his  wonderful  for- 

.  139.  Mariner's  psalm  107.  Marriage 
mistical  45.  Muter  of  a  family  101.  Medita- 
Um  l,  63,  1 19,  5th  and  6th  parts. "  Melancholy  re- 
proved 42.  and  hope  77.  removed  126.  .Mercies 
common  and  special  OS.  103,  spiritual  i>nd  tempor- 
al 103.  Innumerable  139.  Everlasting  136,  Re- 
corded 107.  and  judgment  9,  and  truth  of  God  36  ; 
MJ,  S9,  136,  145,  146.  Merit  disclaimed  16.  Mes- 
siah, see  Christ.  Midnight  thoughts  63,  139,  119 
Sih  and  6th  parts.  Ministers  ordained  132.  .Mir- 
acles in  the  wilderness  114.  Morning  psalm  3, 
141 .  of  a  Sabbath  5,  19,  63.  Mortality  of  man  39, 
49,  90.  and  hope  89.  and  God's  eternity  90,  102. 

NATIONS  honor  aud  safety  is  the  church  43. 
prosperity  67,  144,  blest  and  punished  107. 
•Ao&ma/ deliverance  67,  75,  76,  124,  126.  desola- 
tions, the  church's  safety  and  triumph  in  them  46. 
Mature  and  scripture  19,  119.  7th  part,  of  man 
139.  New-England  psalm  107. 
|  kBEDBRNCE  sincere  32,  18,  159,  better  than 
\  J  sacrifice  50.  Old  age,  death  90.  and  resur- 
rection 71,  89.  Omnipotence,  Omniscience,  Orani- 
.  Ice.  tee  God. 

iJARDOX, holiness  and  comfort4. of  backsliding 
78  and  direction  25,  and  repentance  prayed 
for  38.  and  confession  32.  of  original  and  actual  sin 
51.  plentiful  with  God  130.  Patience  under  afflic- 
tions 39.  under  persecution  37,  44.  in  darkness  77, 
130  131.  Peace  and  holiness  encouraged  34.  with 
men  desired  120.  Perfections  of  God  111,  145, 
1 47,  1 36.  Persecuted  saints  their  prayer  and  faith 
35,  44,  74,  80.  83.  Persecution,  victory  over,  and 
deliverance  from  it  7,  53,  94.  courage  in  it  119, 
17th  part.  Persecutors  punished  7, 129, 149.  their 
folly  14.  complained  of  35,  44,  74,  80,  83.  deliver- 
ance from  them  94,  9,  10.  Peseverance  138.  in 
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290  INDEX. 

trials  119, 17th  part.  Personal  glories  of  Christ  45. 
Pestilence preservation  in  it  91.  Pie  ^instructions 
therein  34,  see  saint.  Pity  to  the  afflicted  41 .  see 
charity,  God .  Pleading  without  repining  59, 123. 
the  promises  119  10th  part.  Poor  charity  to  them 
15,  37,  41,  112.  Portion  of  saints  and  sinners  11, 
17,  37.  Poverty  confessed  16.  Power  and  majesty 
of  God  89,  68,  145  see  God.  Practical  atheism  14, 
36.  Praise  to  God  from  children  8.  for  his  care  of 
the  church  1 12  for  creation  and  providence  33,  104. 
to  our  creator  100.  general  song  of  100  from  all 
creatures  l48.for  eminent  deliverance  34, 118  gen- 
eral 86, 145,  150.  for  the  gospel  98.  for  health  re- 
stored 30, 116.  for  hearing  prayer  66, 102.  to  Jesus 
Christ  45. from  all  nations  117.and  prayer  public  65. 
for  protection,  grace  and  truth  57,  for  providence 
and  grace  36.  for  rain  65, 147.  from  the  saints  149, 
150.  for  temporal  blessings  68, 147.  for  temptations 
overcome  18.  for  victory  in  vtzvibid.  universal  150. 
Prayer  heard  4,  34,  65,  66.  in  time  of  war  20. 
against  public  enemies  140.  against  personal  ene- 
mies 140.  and  hope  of  victory  20.  praise  public  65. 
and  praise  for  deliverance  from  evil  companions 
28.  for  deliverance  from  temptations  98,  and  hope 
27.  for  deliverance  from  enemies  54.  in  church's 
distress  80.  heard  and  Zion  restored  102  and 
faith  of  persecuted  saints  35,  37,  56.  and  praise  for 
deliverance  34  for  repentance  and  pardon,  &c.  38. 
see  complaint,  for  the  latter  day  glory  53.  Pre- 
serving grace  138.  Preservation  in  public  dan- 
gers 46,  91,  112.  daily  121.  Pride  and  Atheism, 
and  oppression  punished  10,  12.  and  death  49. 
Priesthood  of  Christ  51,  110.  Princes  vain  62, 
146.  Profession  of  sincerity  and  repentance,  &c 
119,  3d  part,  139.  false  50.  Promises  and  threat- 
enings  81.  pleaded  119,  10th  part.  Prosperity 
dangerous  55,  73.  Prosperous  sinners  cursed  37, 
49,73.  Protection  truth  and  grace  57.  by  day 
and  night  121.  Providence  its  wisdom  antl  equity 
9.  and  creation  33,  135,  136.  and  grace  36,  147. 
and  perfections  of  God  36.  its  mystery  unfolded 
73.  recorded  77,  78,  107.  in  air,  earth  and  seas  33, 
65,  89, 104, 107,  147  in  the  seasons  65.  Prudence 
tmd  zeal  39.     Psalm  for  soldiers  18,  60.  for  old 


for  husbandmen  65,   for   at' 

lord's  day  94.  before   prayer  95,  before 

sermons  ibid,  for  m  101.  for  householders 

101  for  mariners  107.  for  gluttons  and  drunkards 
107  for  Xew-Kn  gland   Una.   for  see  morn.  even. 

'■blic  praise  for  private  mercies  116,  1 18. 
for  deliverance  124.  worship,  absence  from  it  coni- 

<1  of  42,  worship  attended  on  122.  prayer  and 
praise  65,  S4.  Punishment  of  sinners,  1.  11,  57. 
and  salvation  78;  81,  106.  see  affliction.  Purposes 
holv  119,  15th   ] 

QUALIFICATIONS  a  christian  15,24.  Quar- 
rehome  neighbours  120.      Quickening  grace 
119,  16th p 

RAIN  from  heaven  135,  65,  147.  Recovery 
from  sickness  6.  30.  116  Rejoicing  in  God 
18.  see  joy,  delight.  Relative  duties  15,  153.  7?e- 
ligion  and*  justice  15.  in  words  and  deeds  37.  Re- 
ligious education  54,  78.  Remembrance  of  former 
deliverances  77,  145.  Repentance,  confession  and 
pardon  32.  and  prayer  for  pardon  and  strength  38. 
and  faith  in  the  blood  of  Christ  51.  Reproach 
removed  31,  37.  Resignation,  59,  123,  131.  Reso- 
holy ,  1 1 9, 1 5th  part.  Restoring  grace  1 38, 
R  -surrection  and  death  of  Christ  2,  16.  of 
the  saints  16,  17,  49,  71.  and  death  49,  71,  89. 
hip  89,99-  Revolution  Ameri- 
can 18.  Richer  their  vanity  49,  compared  with 
grace  144.  Righteous,  see  saints.  Righteousness 
from  Christ  71.  see  salvation,  pardon,  Chiist.  Ru- 
lers the  care  of  heaven  21. 

SABBATH,  see  Lord's  day.  SacrifceiO,  51, 
£9.  incarnation  of  Christ  40.  Safety  in  pub- 
lic dangers  91.  and  triumph  of  the  church  in  na- 
tional desolations  46.  in  God  61.  and  delight  in  the 
church  27.  Saintz  happy  and  sinners  cursed,  1, 
11,  119,  1st  part,  safety  'in  evil  times  12.  46.  the 
best  company  16.  characterised  15.  24.  and  sinner^ 
portion  1, 17.  dwell  in  heaven  15.  24.  punished  and- 
saved  78,  106.  God's  care  of  them  34.  reward  at 
last  50,  90,  92.  and  sinner's  end  57, 1,  11.  patience 
and  world's  hatred  57.  chastised  and  sinners  des- 
troyed 94.  die,  but  Christ  lives  102.  punished  and 
pardoned  106,  107.  conducted  to  heaven  106,  107 


292  INDEX. 

tried  and  preserved  66,  125.  afflictions  moderated 
125.  judging  the  world  149.  Salvation  of  saints  10, 
and  triumph  18.  and  defence  in  God  61.  by  Christ 
69,  85.  Sanctified  afflictions  119.  last  part  94.  Sa- 
tan subdued,  3,  6, 13.  Scripture  compared  with 
the  book  of  nature  19,  119,  7th  part,  instruction, 
from  it  119,  4th  part.  Delight  in  it  119,  5th  and 
1 8th  parts.  Holiness  and  comfort  from  it  1 19,  6th 
part.  Perfection  119,  7th  part.  Variety  and  ex- 
cellency 119,  8th  part.  Attended  with  the  Spirit 
119,  9th  part.  Seasons  of  the  year  65,  147.  Sea- 
?na?i9s  song  107.  Secret  devotion  119, 2d  part,  34. 
Seeking"  God  63,  27.  Self  examination,  or  evi- 
dences of  grace  26,  139.  Separate  soul's  heaven 
17.  Shepherd  of  saints  is  God  23.  Ship-wreck 
prevented  107.  Sickbed  devotions  6,  38,  39, 116. 
Sickness  healed  6,  30,  116.  Sickness  solemn 
thoughts  after  88.  Signs  of  Christ's  coming  12, 
96,  &c.  Si?i  of  nature  14.  Original  and  actual, 
confessed  and  papdoned  51.  and  chastisement  of 
saints  78,  106.  universal  14.  Sincerity  19,  26,  32, 
139.  proved  and  rewarded  18.  professed  119,  3d 
part.  Sinner  cursed,  and  saint  happy  1,  11.  and 
Faints'  portion  1,  17,  37,  50.  hatred  and  saints'  pa- 
tience 37.  destroyed,  and  saints  chastised  94.  Sins 
of  tongue  12,  34,  50.  Slander,  deliverance  from  it 
31,  120.  Song,  see  Psalm.  Sorrows,  see  affliction, 
sickness,  &c.  of  Israel  in  the  Babylonish  captivity 
137.  Souls  in  separate  state  17,  146,150.  Spirit 
given  at  Christ's  ascension  68.  his  teaching  desired 
119,  9th  part,  51.  Spiritual  enemies  overcome  3, 
1 8, 144  blessings  and  punishments  81.  mindedness 
1 19,  2d  part,  see  saint,  grace,  &c.  Spouse  of  Christ 
the  King  is  the  Church  45.  Spring  of  the  year  65. 
and  summer  65,  104.  and  winter  i47.  Storm  and 
thunder  29,  135,  148.  Strength,  repentance,  and 
pardon  prayed  for  38.  from  Christ  71.  of  grace  138. 
Submission  123,  131.  to  Christ  2.  to  sickness  39. 
Success  of  the  gospel  19, 110.  Sufferings  and  death 
of  Christ,  22.  and  kingdom  of  Christ,  2,  22, 69,  110. 
Summer  65.  and  winter  147.  Support  and  counsel 
from  God  16.  for  the  afflicted  and  tempted  55  and 
comfort  in  God  94,  119,  14th  part.  Surety  and 
sacrifice,  Christ  40. 


INDEX.  -j  J 

JTl^rlMPTATlOXS  overcome  3,  18.  in  sickness 

From  them  25. of  the  devil.  IS. support 
under  them  3,  55,  94    Tempter,  see  Satan.   Tender 
nee  1 19,  13th  part.    Thanks  public  for  pri- 
ll 16, 113.  tee  praise.     Thanksgiving 
rid  for   deliverance  from   his   enemies    18. 
tarings  and  promises  81 .    TTtttnder  &  storm 
5.  136,  US.  Times  e^W  11, 1*2.  Tongue  gov- 
erned 54,  39.     lYtoiofOor  graces  by  afflictions  66, 
our  hearts  26,  139      Triumph  for  salvation 
IS.  and  safety  of  the  church  in  national  desolations 
46.  at  the  last  day  149.     Troubles,  see  afflictions, 
temptations.   Trust  in  the  creatures  vain  62,   146. 
Truth,  grace,  and  protection  57,  145.  149  see  God, 
faithfulness.     Tumult,  deliverance  from  it  US. 

\"A\ITY  of  man  as  mortal  39,  89, 144.  of  life  ev 
riches  49.  Jengeance  8c  compassion  68against 
the  enemies  of  the  church  76,149.  Victory  hoped  &c 
prayed  for  20. over  temptations  6,l8,l44.over  tem- 
poral enemies  18.  kdehveruncefrom  persecution  53. 
Vineyard  of  God  wasted  80.  UnbetieftaenYj  cured 
37.  punished  95.  Unchangeable  God  89,1  li.  Vows 
paid  in  the  clmrchll6.  of  holiness,  119,  15th  part. 
XT,rAiriN(i  for  pardon  and  direction  25.    for 
V  V     answer  to  prayer  S5, 143,  130.   JVar,  pray- 
er in    time  of  it  20.    disappointments  therein    60. 
vm  tory  18.  spiritual  18, 144.     Warning*  of  God  to 
his   people   81.     Watchfulness  19,  141.  over  the 
tongue  39.  Weather  65, U>7,135,147.14S.   Wicked, 
iner,  saint.     Wicked,  mischiefs  of,  means  of 
ruin  64,   TVicked  miserable  end  of  59.   Wick- 
of  man  14,  S6,  51.     Wtna\  tee  providence, 
I,  storm.   Winter twA  summer  147.   Wisdom 
and  equity  of  providence  9.  of  God  in  his  works 
111.     Word  of  God,  see  scripture.      V 
ation  and  providence  104,  147,  148.  ann"  grace  19, 
S3,  111,  135,  136.  good  profit. men,   not^God  16. 
V*  hatred  and  saint's  patience  S7.      Worship 
and  order  of  the  gospel  48.  delight  in  it  S4.  w  ith 
ce  89,  99.  daily  55,  134,  Ul.  in  a  family 
iblic  63,  S4, 122,132.  absence  from  it  42,  63. 
and  mercy  from  the  judgment  seat  9.  sec 
more  in  God,  punishment,  sinner,  vengeance. 
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AGAIN,  my  tongue,  thy  silence  break         204 

All  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice  279 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  skies  19 

Amidst  thy  wrath  remember  love  74 

Among  th'  assemblies  of  the  great  150 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  Gods  157 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  150 

Are  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools  102 

Are  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown  27 

Arise,  my  gracious  God  31 

Awake,  ye  saints,  to  praise  voar  King  249 

BEHOLD  the  lofty  sky  '  40 

Behold  the  love,  the  generous  love  69 

Behold  the  morning  sun  41 

Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone  217 

Behold  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord  226 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God  188 

Bless,  O  thou  Western  World,  thy  God  273 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace  247 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know  163 

Blest  are  the  undenl'd  in  heart  220 

Blest  is  the  man,  forever  blest  62 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move  79 

Blest  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place  7 

Blest  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord  64 

By  Babel's  streams  the  captives  sate  254 

(CHILDREN  in  years  and  knowledge  young  66 
J  Come,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord      68 

Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise  177 

Come  sound  his  praise  abroad  176 

Consider  all  nay  sorrows,  Lord  229 

DAVID  rejoicM  in  God  his  strength  45 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  128 

^SJ\  ARLY  ray  Goft  without  delay  112 

S24  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  182 

FARasthv  name  is  known  89 
Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand 

Father,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace  127 


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mi  their  hearts  believe  and  Bay  26 

Forever  blessed  be  the  Lord  265 

rer  shall  my  cong  record  162 

From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name  200 

all  that  dwell  below  the  skies  216 

From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts  244 

C<  1 VE  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above  199 
~Jf     Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name      196 

Give  thanks  to  God  most  High  251 

Give  thanks  to  God  the  sovereign  Lord  250 

GJfretO  our  God  immortal  praise  253 

(iive  to  the  Lord  ye  sons  of  fame  57 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays  157 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints  86 

God  my  supporter  and  my  hope  5  36 

God  of  eternal  love  199 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth  131 

God  of  my  life  look  gently  down  76 

God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise  205 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King  119 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings  153 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove  145 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  113 
Great  God,  the  heaven's  well  order'd  frame       43 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway  132 

Great  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high  249 

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Great  shepherd  of  thine  Israel.  148 

HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say  238 

Happy  is  he  that  fe'ars  the  Lord  210 

Happy  the  city  where  their  sons  266 

Happy  the  man  to  whom  his  God  62 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet  8 

Hear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face  186 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said  164 

Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  24 

He  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  179 

He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God     *"  170 

High,  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  70 

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How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  236 

How  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise  29 

How  long,  O  Lord  shall  1  complain  25 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  lace  25 

How  pleasant  how  divinely  fair  152 

How  pleasant  tis  to  sse  247 

How  pleas'd  and  blest  was  1  236 

How  pleasing  is  thy  voice  120 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts  222 

JEHOVAH  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light  173 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne  207 

Jesus,  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun  153 

If  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost  -240 

If  God  to  build  the  house  deny  241 

I  lift  my  soul  to  God  52 

I'll  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  da.)  67 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  871 

I'll  speak  the  honors  of  my  king  85 

I  love  the  Lord,  he  heard  my  cries  214 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord  255 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee  260 

In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not  15 

In  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise  *80 

In  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  1 41 

Into  thine  hand,  O  God  of  truth  60 

In  Zion's  sacred  gates  280 

Joy  to  the  world  :  the  Lord  is  come  181 

I  set  the  Lord  before  my  face  30 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  244 

it  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand  187 

.fudge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways  54 

.Judges  who  rule  the  world  by  laws  107 

Just  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word  57 

t  waited  patient  for  the  Lord  77 

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LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise  178 

Let  all  the  Heathen  writers  join  224 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  144 

Let  every  creature  join  277 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak  268 

Let  God  arise  in  all  his  might  125 

Let  sinners  take  their  course  105 

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A   I  \  207 

1(>n  in  her  King  rejoice  87 

lit«  I'll  bless  thy  nam? 

,  hast  thon  cast  the  nation  off  110 

■  I,  I  am  thine  :  but  thou  wilt  prove  M 

■ !,  1  am  vile  conceiv'd  in  sin  98 

Lord,  1  can  suffer  thy  rebukes  16 

Lord,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right  2-24 

Lord,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults  168 

Lord,  if  thou  dost  not  soon  appear  23 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice  985 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  14 

Lord,  in  these  dark  and  dismal  days  -254 

Lord,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days  66 

Lord,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distr  100 
Lord,  of  all  worlds,  incline  thy  bounteous  ear  102 

Lord,  of  the  worlds  above  154 

Lord,  thou  hast  eall'd  thy  grace  to  mind  15C 

Lord,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry  217 
Lord,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  thro'      257 

Lord,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere  36 

Lord,  thou  v. ilt  hear  me  when  I  pro*  14 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand    *  172 

Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old  83 

L6rd,  what  a  feeble  piece  169 

Lord,  *  hat  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I  1 37 

Lord,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  266 

Lord,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first  20 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  261 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high  124 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  -270 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  Comer-Stone  219 

Lo,  what  art  entertaining  UgOjt  246 

MAKER  and  sov'reign  Lord  9 

.Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  song  184 

Mine  eyes  and  my  desire  53 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows  263 

My  God,  consider  my  distress  228 

My  God,  defend  my  cause  ?1 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears,  12 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs  107 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope  i?0 

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My  God,  permit  my  tongue  114 

My  God,  preserve  my  soul  103 

My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men  74 

My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel  259 

My  God,  while  impious  men  262 

My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name  60 

My  never  ceasing  songs  shall  show  162 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  22 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  264 

My  Saviour  and  my  King  84 

My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend  131 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  48 

My  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need  49 

My  soul  how  lovely  is  the  place  153 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust  231 

My  soul  repeat  his  praise  190 

My  soul  thy  great  Creator  praise  192 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  111 

My  spirit  sinks  within  me  Lord  81 

My  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend  1 6 

]VTO  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes  245 
j^l   Not  to  our  names  thou  only  just  and  true  213 

Not  to  ourselves  who  are  but  dust,  212 

Now  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing  85 

Now  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage  47 

Now  I'm  convinc'd  the  Lord  is  kind  135 

Now  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear  126 

Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record  48 

Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace  44 

Now  plead  my  cause  almighty  God  08 

Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid  122 

O  A 11  ye  nations  praise  the  Lord  21 5 

O  blessed  souls  are  they  61 

Of  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing  185 

O  God  attend  while  hosts  of  foes  147 

O  God  of  grace  and  righteousness  1 3 

O  God  of  grace  my  cry  attend  55 

O  God  of  mercy  hear  my  call  100 

O  God  of  my  salvation  hear  158 

O  God  my  refuge  hear  my  cries  104 

O  God  to  whom  revenge  belongs  174 

O  happy  man  whose  soul  is  fill'd  341 

O  happy  nation  where  the  Lord  65 


8 


A  TABLE. 

Oil,  bless  the  Lord  my  soul 

r  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

»w  I  love  thy  holy  law 

Oh,  save  thy  servants  Lord  I"* 
Oh,  that  the"  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

Oh,  that  thy  statutes  every  hour  230 

Oh,  what  a  stiff  rebellious  house  1 44 

O  Lord  how  many  are  my  foes  1 8 

O  Lord  our  heavenly  king  17 

O  Lord  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great  1 S 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  most  high  39 

O  Lord,  the  God  of  heaven  and  earth  261 

O  thou  that  hear  'st  when  sinners  cry  99 

O  thou,  the  only  good,  and  great  and  wise  151 

O  thou,  whose  grace  and  justice  reigns  237 

O  thou,  whose  hand  the  kingdom  sways  1-9 

O  thou,  whose  justice  reigns  on  high  106* 

O  thou,  whose  sceptre  earth  and  seas  obey  134 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past  167 

Our  Rulers,  Lord,  with  songs  of  praise  45 

Out  of  the  depths  of  long  distress  243 

PRAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  118 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name  24S 

Praise  ye  the  I^ord,  my  heart  shall  join  -71 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise  272 

Preserve  me  Lord,  in  time  of  need  2S 

REJOICE  ye  righteous  in  the  Lord  63 

;  Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  state  165 

Return,  O  God  of  love,  return  169 

SALVATION  is  forever  nigh  156 

Save  me  from  evil  men  115 

",  0  God,  the  swelling  floods  1-5 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  30 

See  what  a  living  Stone  21  5 

Shall  man,  O  God,  of  light  and  life  1 59 

Shew  pity,  Lord  ;  O  Lord  forgive  97 

Shine  on  our  land,  Jehovah,  ill  122 

Sing  all  ye  nations  to  the  Lord  121 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  149 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name  1  7 6 

Sing  to  the  Lord  most  high  1 B  J 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  land?  1  rs 
Songs  of  immortal" praise  belong 


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Page 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say  55 

Stretch'd  on  the  bed  of  grief  "  160 

Sure  there's  a  righteous  God  137 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace  268 

Sweet  is  the  work  my  God,  my  King  172 

TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days  76 

Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high  180 

That  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe  208 

The  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's  50 

Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord  my  strength  35 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  182 

The  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth  95 

The  God  of  our  salvation  hears  117 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  42 

The  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face  86 

*The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now  216 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  189 

The  Lord,  Jehovah,  reigns  174 

The  Lord  is  come  ;  the  heavens  proclaim  179 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is  50 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  54 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  173 

The  Lord,  the  judge,  before  his  throne  92 

The  Lord,  the  judge,  his  churches  warns  93 

The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King  191 
TheLord,the  sovereign  sends  his  summons  forth  94 

The  man  is  ever  blest  8 

The  praise  of  Sion  waits  for  thee  116 

The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought  79 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  166 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  218 

This  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  5 1 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  221 

Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest  233 

Thrice  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord  209 

Thro' every  age,  eternal  God  166 

Thus  I  rcsolv'd  before  the  Lord  75 

Thus  saitli  the  Lord,  the  spacious  fields  92 

Thus  saith  the  Lord,  your  work  is  vain  78 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  spake  205 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  sea  206 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord  225 

Thy  name,  almighty  Lord  216 


» 


Thy  praise,  O  Lord,  our  thankful  songs  rem 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord  202 

.  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand  118 

To  bless  the  Lord  let  every  land  combine  2G9 
To  bless  the  Lord,  our  God,  in  strains  divine     34 

'  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice  142 

To  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known  263 

To  God  the  great  the  ever  bleat  19S 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  234 

To  heaven  let  all  my  sacred  passions  more  32 
To  heavens  high  King  my  soul  thy  honors  raisel95 

To  our  almighty  Maker,  God  181 

To  thee  before  the  dawning  light  220 

To  thee  my  King,  my  God  of  grace  56 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  58 

'Tw  as  for  my  sake,  eternal  God  128 

Twaa  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came  258 

'Twas  in  the  watches  of  the  night  112 

X^AIX  man  on  foolish  pleasures  bent  201 

f      Unshaken  'as  the  sacred  hill  238 

Up  from  my  youth  may  Israel  say  242 

Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes    "  233 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes  235 

IffE  bless  the  Lonl,  the  just  the  good  124 

f  y     We  love  thee,  Loitl,  and  we  adore  37 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  215 

When  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend  95 

When  God  in  wrath  shall  rise  109 

When  God  is  nigh  my  faith  is  strong  29 

When  God  provok'd  with  daring  crimes  203 

When  God  restor'd  our  captive"  state     .  239 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  240 

When  Israel  sins  the  Lord  reproves  145 

When  Israel  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand  212 

When  I  with  pleasing  wonder  staud  2C1 

When  man  grows  bold  in  sin  71 

W  hen  men  of  mischief  rise  115 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief  111 

Wh€  n  pain  ami  anguish  sieze  me,  Lord  232 

When  The  great  Judge  supreme  and  just,  21 

W  •         shall  the  man  be  found  52 

I  we  go  to  seek  and  find  244 
While  I  keep  silence  and  concord 


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Page 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light  160 

While  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways  70 

Who  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place  28 

Who  shall  inhabit  in  the  hill  27 

Who  will  arise  and  plead  my  right  175 

Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  11 

Why  did  the  nations  join  to  slay  10 

Why  do  the  proud  insult  the  poor  91 

Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast  73 

Why  do  the  wicked  boast  of  sin  101 

Why  doth  the  Lord  stand  oft' so  far  22 

Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow  90 

Why  hath  my  God  my  soul  forsook  46 

Why  should  I  rex  my  soul  and  fret  72 

Will  God  forever  cast  us  off  138 

With  all  my  pcwers  of  heart  and  tongue  256 

With  earnest  longings  of  the  mind  80 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song  20 
"With  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face       228 

With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear  163 

With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud  273 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God  202 
VTE  chiefs,and  kings, to  God  your  voices  raise  58 

\    Ye  holy  souls  in  God  rejoice  64 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice  182 

Ye  nations  round  the  Northern  Sea  180 

Ye  servants  of  the  almighty  King  210 

Ye  sons  of  men  a  feeble  race  171 

Ye  sons  of  men,  in  God  rejoice  183 

Ye  sons  of  pride  that  hate  the  just  91 

Ye  that  delight  to  serve  the  Lord  210 

Ye  that  obey  th*  immortal  King  248 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  join  274 

Yet  (saith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race  16-> 


II  Y  M  N  S 

SELECTED  FROM 

DR.  WATTS,  DR.  DODDRIDGE. 

AND  VARIOUS  OTHER  WRITERS. 

According  to  the  recommendation  of  the  joint 
Commitut  of  the 

GENERAL  ASSOCIATION 

or 

CONNECTICUT* 

AXL  THE 

GENERAL  ASSEMBLY 

OF  THE 
PREbbY  PERIAN  CHURCH  EH  AMERICA. 


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BY  TIMOTHY  D\VIGHT,D.  D. 

PRESIDENT  OF  TALE  COLLEGE 
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HARTFORD; 
Printed  ar.d  Published  by 
.  II  GOODWIN  AND  MIS. 

1819. 


HYMNS 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


HYMN  1.     Proper  Metre.     As  tlie  USth  Psalm* 
Dr.  Watts. 

The  driitte pei fictions. 

1  ri^HF,  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  : 

|     His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
Che  garments  he  assumes, 
Arc  light  and  majesty. 

His  glories  shine 

With  beams  so  bright. 

No  mortal  eve 

Can  bear  the  sight. 

2  i "he  thunders  of  his  hand 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  swe  . 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law  ; 

And  where  his  love 
llesolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  confirms 
And  seals  the  grace. 
:  Through  all  his  ancient  works 
rising  wisdom  shines, 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  designs 
Strong  is  his  arm, 
And  shall  fulfil 
His  great  decrees, 
His  sovereign  will. 
i  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend  ? 
\nd  will  he  write  his  name, 
.  and  my  Friend? 


30G  HYMN  II. 

I  love  his  name, 
I  love  his  word  ; 
Join  all  my  powers, 
And  praise  the  Lord. 

HYMN  2.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

God  incomprehensible  and  sorer  e.g.  i. 

1  [^iAN  creatures  to  perfection,*  find 

\_J  Th'  eternal  uncreated  mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ? 

2  5Tis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell ; 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wise, 
Born,  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  flies 
Thro'  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 

And  smells  and  snuffs  the  empty  wind.] 

4  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown ; 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 

Or  ask  him  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole  ; 
He  calms  the  tempest  of  the  soul ; 

When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair, 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

6  "{"He  frowns  and  darkness  veils  the  moon  ; 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon  ; 
iThe  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heaven  its  form, 
The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breatti* 
And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 

8  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  : 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

*  Job  xi.  7.  &c.    t  Job  xxv.  5.    t  Job  xxvi.  1 1  &c 


HYMN   IV. 
HYMX  j.    Com.  Met    Dr.  Vn  f 

Dninc  soi\  reigrtu  ;  or.  Cc-S  •  /:  •  >-«j. 

1  WT  EKP  eilenoe,  all  created  Ihi 
|^   And  waityoor  Maker's  nod  : 

)Iv  soul  stands  trembling,  while  sh< 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death  and  hell,  and  world*  unknown 

Hang  o:>  his  firm  drcree  : 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to 

3  Chain'd  to  his  throne,  a  Volume  ). 

With  all  aen, 

With  everv  Ansel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 
■*   liis  lYov'u'ence  unfolds  the  hook. 
And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 

Xor  God  the  reason  gives  ; 

Nor  dares  the  favorite  Angel  pry 

Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  Mould  not  long  to  see 

My  fate  with  curious  i 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  sec  on  s  may 

8  In  thy  fair  hook  of  life  and  grace, 

Oh.  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb  ! 

HYMX  ,.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  V. 
G:df:ir.  abnt  tdi  creature* ;  or*  -'■'-  .orttri. 

-:-»-.  i7—2i. 
1    rjHALL  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood 
^  Contend  with  their  Creator.  God  ? 
Shall  mortal  wocans  presume  to  be 
,  or  jus:,  than  he  ? 


308  HYMN  V. 

2  Behold,  he  puts  his  trust  in  none 
Of  all  the  spirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wise. 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Who  spring-  from  dust,  and  dwell  in  clay  ! 
Touch d  by  the  finger  of  thy  w  rath, 
We  faint  and  vanish  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  thy  sight ; 
Bury'd  in  dust  v.  hole  nations  lie, 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  Power,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we  !  how  glorious  thou  !     » 
Xo  more  the  sons  of  earth  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 

HYMN  5.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 

God's  eternity* 

1  1T£  I5E,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground, 

f  Jfc    Stretch  ail  thy  thoughts  abroad, 
And  rouse  up  every  tuneful  sound 
I'o  praise  th'  eternal  God. 

2  Long  ere  the  lofty  skies  were  spread, 

Jehovah  fill'd  his  throne  ; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  Angels  made, 
The  Maker  liv'd  alone. 
.3  His  boundless  years  can  ne'er  decrease-. 
But  still  maintain  their  prime  : 
Eternity's  his  dwelling-place, 
And  ever  is  his  time. 
i  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow, 
The  present  and  the  past, 
He  fills  his  own  immortal  NOW, 
And  sees  our  ages  waste. 
5  The  sea  and  sky  must  perish  too, 
And  vast  destruction  come  : 
The  creatures — look  !  how  old  they  grow. 
And  wait  their  fiery  doom. 
0  Well,  let  the  sea  shrink  all  away, 
.And  flames  melt  down  the  skies, 


HYMN  Vi! 

Mv  God  shalllive  an  endless  day, 

When  this  creation  dies. 
HYMN  6.     Common  Metre.     Dn.  Watts 
God  our  preserver* 

1  T    ET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be. 
|^j  Nor  death  nor  danger  tear  ; 

\\  hile  we  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  : 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land. 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 

Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 
■i  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  that  form'd  us  first  : 
Salvation  to  th'  almighty  Name 

That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

5  He  spoke,  and  strait  the  heart  and  brain, 

In  all  their  motions  rose, 
I^et  blood,  said  \ietJtovi  round  each  re/;:, 
And  round  each  vein  it  flows. 

6  While  we  have  breath,  or  life,  or  tongues, 

Our  maker  we'll  adore,: 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breath  no  more^ 

HYMN  7.     Long  Metre.     Bkdpomf. 
The  wisdom  of  God. 

1  fTfTAlT,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will, 

f  f     Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still  ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals  ; 
But  tho'  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  bis  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 


310  HYMN  IX. 

And  by  liis  saints  it  stands  confest. 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

6  Wait  tli en,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat  -, 
And  'mid  the  terrors  of  his  rod 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 
HYMN  8.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Divine  wrath  and  merry  :  from  Nahum  i.  1, 2,  3,  &C. 

1  A  DORE  and  tremble,  for  eur  God 
j%    ^s  a* consuming fire  ; 

His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame, 
And  raise  his  vengeance  higher. 

2  Almighty  vengeance,  how  it  burns  ! 

How  bright  his  fury  glows ! 
Vast  magazines  of  plagues  and  storms 
Lie  treasur'd  for  his  foes. 

3  Those  heaps  of  wrath,  by  slow  degrees, 

Are  fore'd  into  a  flame : 
But  kindled,  Oh  !  how  fierce  they  blaze  ! 

And  rend  all  nature's  frame. 
-1  At  his  approach  the  mountains  flee, 

And  seek  a  watery  grave  ; 
The  frighted  sea  makes  haste  away, 

And  shrinks  up  every  wave. 
5  Thro'  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rocks 

Are  swift  as  hail -stones  hurl'd  : 
Who  dares  to  meet  his  fiery  rage, 

That  shakes  the  solid  world  ? 
G  Yet,  mighty  God  !  thj  sovereign  grace 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chosen  race, 

When  wrath  comes  rushing  down. 

7  Thy  hand  shall  on  rebellious  kings, 

A  fiery  tempest  pour, 
While  w:e  beneath  thy  sheltering  wings, 
Thy  righteous  hand  adore. 
HYMN  9.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Cod's  condescension  to  human  affairs, 
i  XyP  to  the  Lord  who  reigns  on  high, 
\J  And  views  the  nations  from  afa -. 
*  Heb.  sii.  29. 


HYM  -311 

I  fly, 

l  are. 

-2  He  that  can  shake  the  worlds  he  w 
ith  his  won!,  or  with  his  rod  ; 
^•Hxlness,  how  dm:, 
What  condescension  in  our  I 

3  Bad,  that  must  stoop  to  view  the  d 
And  bo*  to  see  what  Angels  do, 
Down  to  our  earth  he  casts  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  tod. 

4  H»*  over-rnlesatl  mortal  things, 

I  manages  our  mean  affail 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  ting* 
Bestows  his  counsels,  and  his  cares, 
s  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 
Ii.to  the  bosom  of  our  God  ; 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  to  Lear  the  heavy  load. 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  tr\ 
Such  condescension  to  perfo 

For  won  '.igh 

Above  their  meanest  fellow-worm. 

7  Oh,  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 
A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 

To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  pr 

HYMN  10.     Common  Metre.     Dr  Watt- 
God  i  iii.  25. 

I   "\  lY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
ivf    My  everlasting  all, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above. 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

hat  empty  things  are  all  the  skks, 
And  this  inferior  clod  ! 
There*!  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God.] 

vuin  the  bright,  the  burning  sun 
Scatters  his  feeble  light : 
'Tis  thy  sweet  beam  creates  my  noon 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night  . 


3W  HYMN  XI. 

4  And  while  upon  my  restless  be«], 

Among  the  shades  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  shews  his  head, 
'Tis  morning  with  my  soul.] 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth,  and  friends, 

And  health,  and  safe  abode  : 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things  ; 

But  they  are  not  my  God. 
$  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compar'd  to  thee  ! 
Or  what's  my  safety  or  my  health, 

Or  all  my  friends,  to  me  ! 

7  If  I  possest  the  spacious  earth, 

And  call'd  the  stars  mine  own , 
Without  thy  graces,  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

HYMN  11.    Com.  Metre.     Dn.  Watts 
God  holy,  just,  and  sovereign.    Job,  ix.  2—10. 
I  TJOU  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race 
W  Be  pure  before  their  God  ? 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 
-2  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts, 
I'll  make  no  more  pretence ; 
Not  one  of  all  my  thousand  faults 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 
?  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise  ; 
What  vain  presumers  dare 
Against  their  Maker's  hand  to  riscj 
Or  tempt  tli'  unequal  war? 

4  [Mountains  by  his  almighty  wrath 

From  their* old  seats  are  torn  : 
He  shakes  the  earth,  from  south  to  north, 
And  all  her  pillars  mourn. 

5  He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise  ; 

Th'  obedient  sun  forbears  : 
His  hand  with  sackcloth  spreads  the  skies, 
And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 


HYMN'  xm 

6  He  walks  upon  the  raging  sea  j 

Ami  rides  the  stormy  wind  ; 
There's  none  can  trace  his  wondrous  way, 
Or  his  dark  footsteps  find. 

HYMN  12.     Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Preserving  gra ~c.    Jude  2-1,  25. 
I  HMO  God  the  onl}-  wise, 

[    Our  Saviour  and  our  King. 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 
S  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  deatl}, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 
S  He  will  present  our  souls 
UnblemishM  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne,, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace,. 
And  make  his  w  onders  known. 

5  To  ourRdeemer-God, 
Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

HYMN  13    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 
-  >lls  witk  the  humble  and  penitent.    Isaiah  Ivii.  15,  lt; 

1  npHUS  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 

I     "I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 
"  My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high* 
w  And  fill  my  own  eternit)7. 

2  "  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below, 
"  On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too  ; 

"  And  never  from  the  contrite  hear: 
"  And  humble  soul  w  ill  I  departs 

3  "  The  broken  spirit  I  revive  ; 

"  I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live  r 
"  Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
w  And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind* 
o 


314  HYMN  XV. 

4  ["  When  I  contend  against  their  sin, 

"  I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been  , 

u  But,  should  my  wrath  for  ever  smoke, 

"  Their  souls  would  sink  beneath  my  stroke. 

5  Oh,  may  fliy  pardoning  grace  be  nigh, 
Lest  we  should  faint,  despair  and  die  ! 
Thus  shall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  thy  chastening  love.] 

HYMN  14     Common  Metre.     Steeit. 
The  goodness  of  God,    Ns^um  i.  7. 

1  "^TE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God, 

JL    With  songs  of  sacred  praise. 
For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care. 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
3Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

?Tis  here  our  hope  relies ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward. 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  Almighty  lore, 

What  honors  shall  we  raise  ? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above. 

Can  render  equal  praise. 
HYMN  15.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts'  Sermons. 
Th&  Doctrine  of  t  he  Trinity,  and  the  Utcofii.    Eph.ii.  18. 

1  TTVVTHfcR  of  glory,  to  thy  name, 

J*    Immortal  praise  we  give, 
Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim, 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  [Immortal  honor  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  cease  ; 


HYMN  X\l. 

Our  lives  he  ransom'd  with  his  own, 
Aad  (lied,  to  make  our  peace] 
j  To  thine  almighty  Spirit  be 
Immortal  glory  given, 
Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee. 
Aad  trains  us  up  for  heaven, 
i  Let  men  with  their  united  voice, 
th'  eternal  Cod, 
And  spread  Ins  honors  and  their  joys, 
Tim  utr  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join, 
One  general  song  to  raise  ; 
Lei  saints  in  heaven  and  earth  combine 
In  harmony  and  praise. 
HYMN  16.     Common  Metre.     Medley 
arnaiion  of  Christ.    Luke  ii.  14. 

1  na  MORTALS,  awake,  with  Angels  join, 

[yj   And  chant  the  solemn  lay; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Thro5  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 

And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 
5  Swift  thro'  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  rolPd  : 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 

'Twas  more  than  heaven  cc<ild  hold 

4  Down  thro'  the  portals  of  the  sky 

Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  Angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
f  news  to  Man. 

5  [Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night 

Lay  all  the  Eastern  World, 
When  bursting,  glorious,  heavenly  light 
The  wondrous  scene  unfurl 'd.] 

6  Hark  !  the  Cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  : 
Good  will  and^peace  are  heard  throughout 
The  harmonious,  Angel-throng. 

7  [Oh,  for  a  glance  or"  heavenly  love 

Our  hearts  and  songs  to  rajse; 


31 G  HYMN  XVIII. 

Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 
And  mingle  with  their  lavs  !] 
8  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 
"  Glory  to  God  on  high ; 
"  Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete., 
"  Jesus  was  born  to  die." 
1)  Hail,  prince  of  life,  for  ever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 
Tho*  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 
HYMN  17.    Common  Metre.    Tate  &  Brads 

For  the  nativity  of  our  blessed  Lord  and  Saviour. 
Luke  ii.  8—15. 
J  THTTHILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 
*  y     All  seated  on  the  ground,  [night, 

The  Angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 
3  "  Fear  not/'  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 
Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind  ; 
**  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"  To  you,  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

w  Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
"  The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord  ; 
"  And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  "  The  Heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

"  To  human  view  display'd, 
il  All  meanly  wrapt  in  swathing  bands, 
"  And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  Seraph  :  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  Angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song  : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high  ; 

"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
"  Good  will,  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men 
"  Begin,  and  never  cease. 
HYMN  18.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  Deity  and  humanity  of  Christ,    John  i.  1, 3, 14.  and 
Col.  i.  1^.  and  Eph.  iii.  9, 10. 
1  ~m  TIE  the  blue  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad, 
JJJ  From  everlasting  was  the  Word  : 


HYMN  MX  347 

With  God  he  was;    the  Word  was  God, 
And  must  divinely  be  ador'd. 
2  By  hit  own  power  were  ail  things  made  j 
By  him  supported  all  things  stand  ; 
He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 
Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars  ; 
(His  generation  who  can  tell, 
Or  count  the  number  of  his  years  ?) 

4  Butlo,  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms, 
The  Word  descends,  and  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms, 
Dress'd  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face, 
TV  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 

How  full  of  truth  !  how  "full  of  grace  ! 
When  thro'  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shone ! 
I  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  leain  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Immanuel. 
HYMN  19.     Short  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
The  nativity  of  Christ,     Luke  i.    30,  &c.     Luk»:  ii.  10.  ^o 
1  TjEHOLD,  the  grace  appears, 
£  j     The  promise  is  fulfill'd  • 
Man',  the  wondrous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child. 
■2  [The  Lord,  the  highest  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  Son  ; 
[In  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throne. 

3  O'er  Jacob  shall  he  reign 
Writh  a  peculiar  sway  ; 

The  nations  shall  his  grace  obtain, 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
A  heavenly  form  appears ; 

He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joj  ^. 
And  banishes  their  fears. 
3   Go,  humble  nvains,  said  he. 
To  DarirVc  city  Hy  : 


318  HYMN.  XX. 

The  promts' d  Infant,  born  to  clay, 
Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

6  With  looks  and  heart  serene- 
Go  visit  Christ  your  King  : 

And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen ; 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing : 

7  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
And  lie avenly  peace  on  earth, 

Good -will  to  men,  to  Angels  joy, 
At  the  Redeemer's  birth. 

8  [In  worship  so  divine 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues ; 
With  the  celestial  hosts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs : 

9  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
And  heavenly  peace  on  earth. 

Good  ivill  to  men,  to  Angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth.'] 
HYMN  20.     Common  Metre.     Steele. 
The  incarnation.    John  i.  14. 

1  A  WAKE,  awake  the  sacred  song 
J\^  To  our  incarnate  Lord  ; 

Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Adore  th'  eternal  Word. 

2  That  awful  Word,  that  sovereign  Power, 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  made  ; 
(O  happy  morn  !  illustrious  hour  !) 
Was  once  in  flesh  array'd  ! 
S  Then  shone  almighty  power  and  love 
In  all  their  glorious  forms  ; 
When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above 
To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  misery  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies  ; 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  woe,  ■ 
That  worthless  map  might  rise. 

5  Adoring  Angels  tun'd  their  songs 

To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
With  rapture  then,  let  mortal  tongue3 
Their  grateful  worship  pay. 

6  What  glory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 

With  wonder  we  adore  ; 


HYMN  XXII.  9*1 

Hut  could  we  sing  as  Angels  do, 
<  >ur  highest  praise  were  poor. 
HYMN  81.     Common  Metre.     Rtppo^. 
The  Redeemers  Menage,  Luke  iv.  18,  19. 
i    |  JTARK,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 
I    The  Saviour  promis'd  long  ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 
8  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 
tl  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love 
J  lis  holy  breast  inspire. 
S  He  corner,  the  prisoners  to  release, 
In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield, 
v  He  comes  from  thickest  films  of  vice 
To  clear  the  mental  ray  j 
And  on  the  eyes,  opprest  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  Hosann&s,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

HYMN  22.    Com.  Met.  Dr.  Watts 

Redemption  by  Christ, 
i  \^THEX  the  first  parents  of  our  race 
*  f     Rebell'd,  and  lost  their  God, 
And  the  infection  of  their  sin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blood  ; 

2  Infinite  pity  touch'd  the  heart 

Of  the  eternal  Son  ; 
Descending  from  the  heavenly  court, 
He  left  his  Father's  throne. 

3  Aside  the  prince  of  glory  threw 

His  most  divine  array, 


V2Q  HYMN  XXI11 

And  wrapt  his  Godhead  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferior  clay. 
4  His  living  power  and  dying  love; 
Redeem'd  unhappy  men, 
And  rais'd  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  God  again. 
j  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flesh  and  soui 
We  joyfully  resign : 
Bless'd  Jesus,  take  us  for  thine  own 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 
9  Thine  honor  shall  forever  be 
The  business  of  our  days, 
For  ever  shall  our  thankful  tongnqs. 
Speak  thy  deserved  praise. 
HYMN  23.    Proper  Metre.  148th.   Dr.  Watt?. 

The  office*  of  Christ. 
i    XOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
gj    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  powrr* 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean 
To  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set 
My  Saviour  forth, 
i  But,  Oh,  wh«\:  gentle  terms. 
What  condescending  ways, 
Doth  our  Redeemer  use, 
To  teach  his  heavenly  grace  • 
Mine  eyes  with  joy 
And  wonder  see 
What  forms  of  love 
He  bears  for  me. 
3  [  Array'd  in  mortal  flesh, 
Trie  like  an  Angel  stands, 
Ana  holds  the  promises, 
And  pardons  in  his  hands  : 
Commission'd  from 
His  Father's  throne 
To  make  his  grace 
To  mortals  known.] 
[Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 
%tj  tongue  w<$uid  Moss  thy  mvi; 


\  [G 
M 


HYMN  XXI1J  321 


By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came  ; 

l'h ••joyful  news 

Of  sins  forgiven, 

Ofhellsubdu'd 

And  peace  with  heaven.) 
9  fBe  thou  my  Counsellor, 
Sly  Pat(erny  and  my  Guide  ; 
And  thro'  this  desert  land 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  side,, 

Oh,  let  my  feet 

Ne'er  run  astray, 

Nor  rove,  nor  seek 

The  crooked  way  !] 

6  fl  love  my  SJiephercTs  voice  ; 
His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
My  vandering  soul  among 
The  thousands  of  his  sheep  •, 

He  feeds  his  flock, 
He  calls  their  names  : 
His  bosom  bears 
The  tender  lambs.] 

7  TTo  this  dear  Surety's  hanu 
\Vill  I  commit  my  cause  j 
He  answers  and  fulfils 

His  Father's  broken  law>. 
Behold  my  soul 
At  freedom  set ! 
^      My  Surety  paid 

;    The  dreadful  debt.) 
S  [Jesus,  my  great  High  PftesU 
Ofter'd  his  blood  and  died  ; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
\o  sacrifice  beside. 
His  powerful  blood 
Did  once  atone ; 
And  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  throne.) 
%  f  My  Advocate  appears, 
For  my  defence  on  high  - 
My  Father  bows  his  ear, 
And  lavs  his  thunder  bv 
o? 


328  HYMN  XXIV, 

Not  all  that  hell 
Or  sin  can  say, 
Sha'l  turn  his  heart 
And  love  away.] 

10  [My  dear,  Almighty  Lord, 
My  Conqueror,  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing. 

Thine  is  the  power  ; 
Behold  I  sit 
Jn  willing  bonds 
Beneath  thy  feet.] 

11  [Now,  let  my  soul  arise, 
And  tread  the  tempter  down 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
To  conquest  and  a  crown. 

A  feeble  saint 
Shall  win  the  day, 
Tho3  death  and  hell 
Obstruct  the  way.] 

12  Should  all  the  hosts  of  de 
And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 
Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 
Of  rage  and  mischief  on  ; 

I  shall  be  safe  ^ 
For  Christ  displays 
Superior  power 
And  guardian  grace. 
HYMN  24.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 
The  offices  of  Christ. 
1  \1TE  bless  tne  Prophet  of  the  Lord,         * 
H     That  comes  with  truth  and  grace  ; 
Jesus,  thy  Spirit,  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  reverence  our  High-Priest  above. 

Who  offer'd  up  his  blood, 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 

By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honor  our  exalted  King  : 

How  sweet  are  his  commands  ! 
He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
By  his  almighty  hands. 

4  Hosanna  to  his  glorious  name, 

Who  saves  by  different  ways  ■ 


Hts  mercies  lay  a  sovereign  claim 
To  our  immortal  praise. 
HYMN  25.     Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watt3. 
Christ  the  ivisdom  of  God.     Prov.  viii.  1, 22,  23. 
i   ^i  HALL  wisdom  cry  aloud, 
^  And  not  her  speech  be  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  Word, 
Deserves  it  no  regard  ? 

2  "  I  was  his  chief  delight, 
"  His  everlasting  Son, 

M  Before  the  first  of  all  his  works, 
u  Creation  was  begun. 

3  ["  Before  the  flying  clouds, 
"  Before  the  solid  land, 

(t  Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 
"  I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4  "  When  he  adorn 'd  the  skies, 
"  And  built  them,  I  was  there, 

"  To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise. 
"  And  marshal  every  star. 

5  "  When  he  pour'd  out  the  sea, 
"  And  spread  the  flowing  deep, 

■''  I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree 
"  In  its  own  bounds  to  keep  ] 

6  "  Upon  the  empty  air 

"  The  earth  was  balaue'd  well : 
"  With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion,  where 
"  The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 

7  "  My  busy  thoughts  at  first 
"  On  their  salvation  ran, 

"  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Adam's  dust 
"  Was  fashion'd  to  a  man. 

8  **  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
u  Ye  children,  and  be  wise  : 

u  Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways  j 
"  The  man  that  shuns  them  dies." 

HYMX  26.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 
Christ  our  wisdom  and  righteousness. 
1  TT°W  heavy  is  the  night 
I  |_  That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light 
Over  our  souls  arise  ! 


324  'HYMN  XXVIII. 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven  ; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  array'd, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 
To  hold  our  souls  in  vain  : 

He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  cursed  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways, 
To  bring  us  near  to  God, 

Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 
HYMN  27.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watt*. 
The  example  of  Christ, 

1  ~\M  Y  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord  I 
jyjL  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appeal's, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

J  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Thy  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 
I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

)  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witness'd  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer : 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 

\  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  28.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 
God  reconciled  Ht  Christ, 

1  TT|E AREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
JJ  My  Jesus,  and  my  God, 

Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  smiles  again ; 


HYMN  XXIX  Ml 

>v  thine  interceding  bn 

The  Spirit  dwells  'with  men. 
3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 
My  thoughts  no  comfort  find, 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind, 
i  But,  if  Immanuel's  face  appear, 
My  hope,  my  joy  begins  ; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear  ; 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely. 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast, 
I  love  th'  incarnate  mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 
HYMN  89.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Christ  appearing  to  kit  Church.    Sol.  Song.  ii.  8,  9, 10, 11, 

1  FTMHE  voice  of  my  beleved  sounds 
J.    Over  the  rocks  and  rising  grounds  j 

O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  seas  of  grief, 

He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief. 
8  Now  thro*  the  vale  of  flesh  I  see, 

With  eyes  oflove  he  looks  at  me  ; 

Now  in  the  gospel's  clearest  glass 

lie  shows  the  beauties  of  his  face. 
3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 

Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue  : 

Rise,  saith  my  Lord,  make  haste  away, 

JVo  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  stay. 
i  The  Je-xrish  wintery  state  is  gone  ,• 

The  mists  are  fed,  the  spring-  comes  on 

The  sacred  turtle-dove,  we  hear, 

Proclaims  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 
")  Th7  immortal  vine,  of  heavenly  root, 

Blossoms  and  buds,  and  gives  herfrui7. 

Lo,  we  are  come  to  taste  the  wine: 

Our  souls  rejoice,  and  bless  the  vine. 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  say, 
Rise  up,  my  love,  make  haste  away, 
Our  hearts  would  fain  out-fly  the  winti, 
Awl  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 


*M  HYMN  XXXI. 

HYMN  30.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  coronation  of  Christ,  and  espousals  of  the  church. 

Sol.  Song  iii.  2. 

1  "T|4UGHTERSofSionJ  ^me,  behold 
J  f  The  crown  of  honor  and  of  gold, 
Which  the  glad  church,  with  joys  unknown. 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. " 

2  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King  ! 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring, 
Accept  the  well  deserv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

3  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 
Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Like  the  dear  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 

4  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day  ! 
Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay* 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

5  Each  following  minute,  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  name/ 

Vt  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 
5  Oh,  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that  coronation  day  ! 
The  King  of  grace  shall  fill  the  throne, 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 
HYMN  31.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Glory  and  grace  in  tlie  person  of  Christ. 

1  ^LJ  0  W  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 

x\    Awake,  my  soul ;  awake,  my  tongue, 
Hosanna  to  th'  Eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus' face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God, 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 


HYMN  XXXTJ  J 

Rut  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 

noblest  labor  of  thine  hai 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonder's  of  the  skie  . 

ice  !  tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  lh< 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jcsu-'  name  ! 
Ye"  angels,  dwell  upon  the  Bound  ; 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground  ' 
6  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  ( 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold  ! 
HYMN  32.     I,ong  Metre      Dr    Watts. 

i   JT£  RIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God  ! 

13  Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  feet : 

To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 

And  worship  at  thine  awful  seat. 
-3  [Thy  power  hath  form'd,  thy  wisdom  : 

All  nature  with  a  sovereign  word  : 

And  the  bright  world  of  stars  obeys 

The  will  of  their  superior  Lord.] 
3  [Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 

And  smiling  sit  at  thy  right  hand  ; 

Eternal  justice  guards  thy  throne, 

And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  comma 
•i   A  thousand  seraphs  strong  and  bright 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ■ 

But  who,  among  the  sons  of  light, 

Pretends  comparison  with  thee  ? 
J  Yet  there  is  One  of  human  fi  . 

Jesus,  arrayM  in  flesh  and  blood, 

Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 

A  full  equality  with  ( . 
4)  [Their  glory  shines  with  equal  be.. 

Their  essence  is  for  ever  one, 

Tho'  they  are  known  by  diffie] 

The  Father  God,  and  God  th 
7  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ  our  King 

With  equal  honors  be  ador'd  ; 

His  praise  let  ever}-  angel  sing, 
And  all  the  nations  own  the  Lord.] 


328  HYMN  XXXIV. 

HYMN  33.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Christ's  Humiliation  and  exaltation.  Rev.  v.  12. 

1  T\/^^T  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 

?  ▼     To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 
When  all  the  notes,  that  angels  sing, 
Are  far  interior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  -was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  Peace  that  groan'd  and  died, 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign, 
At  his  Almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Power  and  Dominion  are  his  due, 
Who  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar, 
Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 

Tho'  he  was  charg'dwith  madness  here, 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right ; 
Yet  he  sustain'd  amazing  loss; 
To  him  ascribe  eternal  might, 
Who  left  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 

5  Honor  immortal  must  be  paid, 
Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

9  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 
Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men  ; 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say,  Amen. 

HYMN  34.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Miracks  in  the  Vfe,  ikath.  and  resurrection  of  Christ. 
i  "I3EHOLD,  the  blind  their  sight  receive; 
|"5  Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live  ; 
The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name  ! 

2  Thus  doth  th' eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies;  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ; 
He  rises,  and  appears  a  God  : 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die ! 

i 


HYMN  XXXV!  01 

4  Henee  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
1  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  sou]  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine* 

HYMN  35.    Long  Met.     Dr.  Watts' Miscellany. 
The  humiliation,  exaltation,  and  triumphs  ofChr:/. 
Phil.  ii.  8,  9.    Col.  ii.  15. 
i  fT^HE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 
'      That  brightest  monument  of  praise. 

That  e'er  the  God  of  Love  design'd, 

Employs  and  fills  my  laboring  mind. 
2  Begin,  my  Soul,  the  heavenly  song, 

A  burden  for  an  angel's  tongue  : 

When  Gabriel  sounds  these  awful  thing?) 

He  tunes  and  summons  all  his  strings. 
>  Proclaim  inimitable  love, 

Jesus,  the  Lord  of  worlds  above, 

Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array, 

And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay. 
i  He,  that  distributes  crowns  and  throne^ 

Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans  ; 

The  Prince  of  Life  resigns  his  breath  : 

The  King  of  Glory  bows  to  death. 

5  But  see  the  wonders  of  his  power  ! 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour  : 
And,  while  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  dash'd  the  rising  hopes  of  hell. 

i?  Thus  were  the  hosts  of  death  subdu'd, 
And  sin  was  drown'd  in  Jesus'  blood  : 
Tli on  he  arose  ;  he  reigns  above, 
And  conquers  sinners  by  his  love. 
Who  shall  fulfil  this  boundless  song  f 
The  theme  surmounts  an  angel's  tongue  ; 
How  low,  how  vain  are  mortal  airs, 
When  Gabriel's  nobler  harp  despairs  ! 

11VMN36.    Proper  Met.  U8th.    Dr-poddridgt 

Trie  resurrection  ff Christ.    Luke  xxiv.  J4. 
I  "^TES,  the  Redeemer  rose  ; 
1_    The  Saviour  left  the  dead  ; 
ind  o'er  our  hellish  foes 
Hi^h  rais'd  his  conqueriughead 


330  HYMN  XXXYU. 

In  wild  dismay 

The  guards  around 

Fall  to  the  ground, 

And  sink  away. 
2  Lo  !  the  angelic  bands 
In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet : 

Joyful  they  come, 

And  wing  their  way 

From  realms  of  day 

To  Jesus'  tomb. 
9  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 
The  joyful  news  to  bear  : 
Hark  !  as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  fills  the  air  ! 

Their  anthems  say, 

"  Jesus,  who  bled, 

«  Hath  left  the  dead, 

"  He  rose  to-day." 
4  Ye  Mortals,  catch  the  sound, 
Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell ; 
And  send  the  echo  round 
The  globe,  on  which  you  dwell  ; 

Transported  cry, 

"  Jesus,  who  bled, 

"  Hath  left  the  dead, 

*l  Xo  more  to  die  " 
i  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 
Who  sav'st  us  with  thy  blood  ! 
Wide  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
Thou  rising,  reigning  God  ! 

With  thee  we  rise, 

With  thee  we  reign, 

And  empires  gain 

Beyond  the  skies. 
HYMN  57.     Proper  Metre.     148th.     RlFPOW 
The  kingdom  of  Christ.    Phil.  iv.  4. 
1  TTJ  EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King, 
g*>    Your  God  and  King  adore  ; 

Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 

Aud  triumph  evermore  ! 


HYMN   XXXVIII.  331 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  w* 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice 

I;   joice,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
(  .otl  of  truth  and  love  : 

"N  hen  lie  had  purg'd  our  stains, 
tl^e  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 
3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail  ; 

H-  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven  ; 

The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice  , 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice, 
ill  his  foes  shall  quell  ; 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy  ; 

And  every  bosom  swell 

With  pure,  seraphic  joy  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice  ; 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 
5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  ; 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 

And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  : 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  Archangel's  voice 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice. 
HYMN  58.    Loi  g   Metre.     Steele. 
Tte  Intercession  tf Christ.  Heb.  Mi.  25. 

1  IJK  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives, 
J-*    (What joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  !) 
And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice  arm'd  with  frowns  appears  ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts  : 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise, 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 
\  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  Sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 


333  HYMN  XXXiX 

Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 
5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend  ! 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail ; 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

HYMN  39.  Com.  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
d  new  Song  tc  the  Lamb  that  wets  shun.  Rev.  v.  6,  8, 9,  10, : 

1  "OEHOLD  the  glories  ot  the  Lamb 
JTJ  Amid  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 
I  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 
The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 
3  These  are  the  prayers  of  the  saints, 
And  these  the  hymns  they  raise  - 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 
i  [Eternal  Father,  who  shall  look 
Into  thy  secret  will  ? 
TYho  but  the  Son  shall  take  that  book,, 
And  open  every  seal  P 
5  He  shall  fulfil  thy  great  decrees, 
The  Son  deserves  it  well ; 
Lo  in  his  hand  the  sovereign  keys 
Of  heaven,  and  death,  and  hell !] 
5  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain. 
Be  endless  blessings  paid, 
Salvation,  glory, joys  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

7  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  with  bloodr 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God> 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  power  ; 

Then  shorten  these  delaying  days, 

And  bring  the  promised  henr. 


11\MN   XI! 

M\  MN  40.     Common  Metre.     Dr  WATT8 
ChriM  Jesus  the  Lamb  of '  GodicorxbMipedbij  nil  the  Crtuiioiu 

R.  r.  v.  11,  12.  13. 
1    ^lOME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
\_J  With  angels  round  the  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues,. 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

thy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 
To  be  exalted  tints  : 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply. 
For  he  w  as  slain  for  us. 
ma  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
\nd  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give^ 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 
And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise 
i  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
To  bless  the  Sacred  Xame 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne. 

And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 
HYMN  41.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watt* 
The  glory  of  Christ  in  hem 
1   1~\H,  the  delights,  the  heavenly 
1  J  The  glories  of  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beam 
Of  his  o'erflowing  grace  ! 
•2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 
Sit  smiling  on  his  brow  ; 
And  all  the  glorious  ranks  abbvc 
At  humble  distance  bow. 
3  [Princes  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  bright  sceptres  down  ; 
Dominions,  thrones,  and  powers  rejoice 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown. 
>  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise 
Thro1  every  heavenly  street, 
And  lay  their  highest  honors  (tow* 
lisstfe  at  his  feet  1 


JS4  HYMN  XLO. 

5  This  is  the  Man,  th'  exalted  Mart, 
Whom  we,  unseen,  adore; 
But  when  our  eves  behold  his  face, 
Our  hearts  shall  Idve  him  more. 
5  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  this  sight, 
We  long  to  leave  our  clay  ; 
And  t\  ish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  bear  our  souls  away. 

HYMN  42.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  Creation  of  tlie  xvorld.    Gen.  i. 

1  VyOW  let  a  spacious  ivorld  arise, 
}^\    Said  the  Creator,  Lord  ; 

At  once  th'  obedient  earth  and  skies 
Rose  at  his  sovereign  word. 

2  [Dark  was  the  deep  :  the  waters  lay 

Confus'd,  and  drown'd  the  land  : 
He  call'd  the  light :  the  new  born  day 
Attends  on  his  command. 

3  He  Lace  the  clouds  ascend  on  high  ; 

The  clouds  ascend,  and  bear 
A  watery  treasure  to  the  sky, 
And  float  on  softer  air, 

4  The  liquid  element  below 

AYas  gathei  'd  by  his  hand  ; 
The  rolling  seas  together  flow, 
And  leave  the  solid  land. 

5  With  herbs  and  plants  (a  flowery  birth'; 

The  naked  globe  he  crown'd, 
Ere  there  was  rain  to  bless  the  earth, 
Or  sun  to  warm  the  ground. 

6  Then  he  adorn'd  the  upper  skies  ; 

Behold  the  sun  appears  ; 
The  moon  and  stars  in  order  rise, 
To  mark  out  months  and  year*. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  th*  almighty  King 

Did  vital  beings  frame, 
The  painted  fowls  of  every  wing, 
And  fish  of  every  name,] 

8  He  gave  the  lion  and  the  worm 

\t  once  their  wondrous  birth, 

And  grazing  beasts  of  various  form 

Rose  from  tlie  teeming  earth. 


n  MN   XMV 

r;am'd  of  equal  clay,     ^ 
Tho'  sovereign  of  the  : 
:i\\\  tor  nobler  enda  than 
th  God's  own  image  Meat 
10  Thus  glorious  in  the  Maker's  eye 
The  young  creation  stood  : 
He  saw  the  building  from  on  high  ; 
His  word  pronouue'd  it  good. 
:1  Lord,  while  the  frame  of  nature  3t 
Thy  praise  shall  fill  my  tongue  ; 
But  the  new  world  of  grace  denial 

-ong. 
HYMN  43.     Common  Metre.     Dt 
Lyric  Poems. 
A  tcng'o  creating  Wisdom. 

1  Y7*  TERXAL  wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 
Jj    Thee  the  creation 

V.  itfa  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  bills,  and  seas. 
And  heavctrs  high  palace  rings 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
TingM  with  a  blue  ofheaver.lv  dye, 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 
5  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 
And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Thro'  skies  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 
i  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 
Shine  tliro'  the  worlds  abroad  : 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  sneak  the  builder  God. 
5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace- 
Our  softer  passions  move  ; 
Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face 

Vv'e  see,  adore,  and  love. 
HYMN  44.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  DonuRinGE. 
Goodness  to  the  Children  of  Men.  Psalm  C\  u 
1  "*^E  Sons  of  Men,  with  joy  record 
J^    The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound 
Thro' all  vour  tribes  trie  earth  around. 


*SG  HYMN  XLV. 

St  Let  the  high  heavens  your  9ongs  invite* 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light : 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  stars  that  glow  from. pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing  Earth  in  verdant  robes  array 'd, 
Its  herbs  and  flowers*  its  truits  and  shade  ; 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 
Of  fish,  and  fowl,  and  beasts,  and  worms. 

i  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  maker  reigns  ; 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 

5  But  Oh!  that  brighter  World  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  Love  ! 
<iod's  only  Son,  in  flesh  array 'd, 
For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

C»  Thither,  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar, 
There  in  the  land  of  praise  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 

HYMN  45.    Cora.  Metre.     Steele. 
Creation  and  Providence. 

1  ~W"   ORD,  when  our  raptur'd  thought  surveyr 
J  x  Creation's  beauties  o'er, 

All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  our  souls  adore. 

2  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rketf 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms, 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air : 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms 
Almighty  pow'r  declare. 

4  Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear : 
And,  Oh,  let  man  thy  praise  record, 
Man,  thy  distinguished  care  ! 

5  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew  : 

That  breath  thy  power  maintains  j 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains 


HYMN  XLV1.  J 

0  \  et  nobler  favors  claim  his  praise, 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd  : 

By  Revelation's  brightest  rays, 

Still  more  divinely  bless'd. 

7  Thy  Providence,  his  constant  guard, 

When  threatening  woes  impend, 
Or  will  the  impending  dangers  wartk 
Or  timely  succors  lend. 

8  On  us  that  Providence  ha6  shone 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays  : 
Oh,  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise  ! 

HYMN  46.    Common  Metre.    Addison. 
The  Traveller's  Psolnu 

1  TlOW  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  OLord, 

|_  How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Thro'  burning  climes  they  pass  uuhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will  ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  'midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths. 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore, 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  that  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
Shall  join  ©ur  souls  to  thee. 
P 


HYMN  XLVII. 
HYMN  47.     Coraraon  Metre.     Steele. 
Praise  for  the  blessings  of  Providence  and 
P^alm  exxxix, 
i     A  LMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
j\_  Kind  Guardian  of  my  days, 
Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  teuder  frame 
"Was  thy  indulgent  care, 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer.* 
J-  [Around  my  path  what  dangers  rose  ! 
What  snares  spread  all  my  road  ! 
No  power  could  guard  me  from  my  foe*. 
But  my  Preserver,  God. 
i  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone, 
Where'er  I  turn'd  ray  eye  ! 
How  many  past  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded,  by  !  ] 

5  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store  : 
But  ah  !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
"Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6  While  sweet  reflection,  thro'  my  days. 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace  ; 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  thy  praise. 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

7  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord, 

For  favors  more  divine  ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 
S  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  <lecays> 
And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 
•  Then  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite, 
In  more  exalted  lays, 
•Vnd  join  the  happy  sons  of  light 
In  everlasting  pr. 


HYMN    \LI\ 

UVM  i  i.  Met     Dr.  Wati* 

rtfi ;  or,  the  first and second  Adorn,  Koto,  r.  1% 

P»L  ll.  5.     .U.I).  \iv.  4. 

1  -wj  ACKWAUD  wifli  humble  shame  we  look 
J£j  On  our  original  : 

How  is  our  nature  dash'd  and  broke 
In  our  first  lather's  fall  ! 

2  To  all  that's  good,  averse,  and  blind, 

But  prone  to  all  that's  ill  ; 
What  dreadful  darkness  veils  our  mind  ! 
How  obstinate  our  will ! 

3  [Conceiv'd  in  sin  (O  wretched  state  !) 

Before  we  draw  our  breath, 
The  first  young  pulse  begins  to  beat 

Iniquity  and  death.] 
•i  How  strong  in  our  degenerate  blood 

The  old  corruption  reigns, 
And  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood, 

Wanders  thro'  all  our  veins  ! 
5  [Wild  and  unwholesome  as  the  root, 

Will  all  the  branches  be  : 
How  can  we  hope  for  livipg  fruit 

From  such  a  deadly  tree  ;] 

0  What  mortal  power  from  things  unclean 

Can  pure  productions  bring  ? 
Who  can  command  a  vital  stream 
From  an  infected  spring? 
7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wondrous  love 
Can  make  our  nature  clean,     * 
While  Christ  and  grace  prevail  above 
The  tempter,  death,  and  sin. 
S  The  second  Adam  shall  restore 
The  ruins  of  the  first ; 
Hosanna  to  that  sovereign  power 

That  new  creates  our  dust. 
HYMN-  49.     Cora.  Met.     Dr.  S.  Stixxitf 
Indwelling  sin  lamented. 

1  WITH  lears  o^guish  I  lament, 

f  ■  ?     Here,  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent. 
And  vile  ingratitude. 


340  HYMN  L. 

2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base* 

So  false  as  mine  has  been  ; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin  1 

3  My  reason  tells  me  thy  commands 

Are  holy,  just,  and  true  : 
Tells  me  whatever  my  God  demands 

Is  hte  most  righteous  due. 
i  Reason  I  hear,  her  counsels  weigh, 

And  all  her  words  approve  ; 
But  still  I  find  it  hard  t'  obey, 

And  harder  yet  to  love. 

5  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast : 
When  wilt  thou  bow  ray  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest ! 

6  Break,  sovereign  Grace,  Oh,  break  the  charm, 

And  set  the  captive  free  ; 
Reveal,  Almighty  God,  thine  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 

HYMN  50.     Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts. 

Tfte  distemper,  folly,  and  madness  ufsfri. 
\    OlN,  like  a  venomous  disease, 
i^  Infects  our  vital  blood  : 
The  only  balm  is  sovereign  graee, 
And  the  physician,  God. 

2  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  are  fled, 

And  we  draw  near  to  death  ; 
But  Christ,  the  Lord,  recalls  the  dead 
With  his  almighty  breath. 

3  Madness,  by  nature,  reigns  within  ; 

The  passions  burn  and  rage ; 
'Till  God's  own  Son  with  skill  divine 
The  inward  fire  assuage. 

4  [We  lick  the  dust,  we  grasp  the  wind, 

And  solid  good  despise: 

Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind, 

'Till  Jesus  makes  us  wise. 

5  We  give  our  souls  the  wounds  they  feel, 

We  drink  the  poisonous  gall, 
And  rush  with  fury  down  to  hell ; 
But  Heaven  prevents  the  fall.] 


HYMN  LII.  541 

6  The  man,  possess'd  Among  the  tombs 
Cuts  his  own  flebh,  and  cries  ; 
He  foams  and  raves,  till  Jesus  comes, 
Ami  the  foul  spirit  flies. 
HYMN*  51.     Com.  Metre.     Dr.  Watt.-*. 
An  tmconvertcd  state  ;  or,  Converting  grace. 

1  [|~1  RBAT  king  of  rforj  and  of  grace  ! 

flT  We  own  with  humble  shame, 
How  vile  is  our  degenerate  raee, 
And  our  first  father's  name.] 

2  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  blood  ; 

The  poison  reigns  within, 
Makes  us  averse  to  all  that's  good. 

And  willing  slaves  to  sin. 
S  [Daily  we  break  thy  holy  laws, 

And  then  reject  thy  grace; 
Engaged  in  the  old  serpent's  caus/% 

Against  our  Maker's  face.] 

4  We  live  estranged  afar  from  God, 

And  love  the  distance  well ; 
With  haste  we  run  the  dangerous  road 
That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 

5  And  can  such  rebels  be  restor'd  .J 

Such  natures  made  divine  ? 

Let  sinners  see  thy  glory,  Lord, 

And  feel  this  pow  er  of  thine. 

6  We  raise  our  Father's  name  on  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  sends, 
To  bring  rebellious  strangers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 

HYMN  5-2.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts 
Cutttm  in  sin. 

1  "¥"  ET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 

|^  Put  off  the  spots  that  nature  gives  ! 
Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  their  tempers,  and  their  lives 

2  As  well  might  Ethiopian  slaves, 
Wash  out  the  darkness  of  their  skin  ; 
The  dead  as  well  n^ay  leave  their  grave*. 
As  old  transgressors  eease  to  sin 


342  HYMN  LIV. 

3  Where  -vice  has  held  its  empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  least  control ; 
None  but  a  power  divinely  strong 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  soul. 

4  Great  God!  I  own  thy  power  divine, 
That  works  to  change  this  heart  of  mine  : 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  bless 

The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 

HYMN  53.     Com.  Met.     Df.  Watts. 
T/ie  deceiffulness  of  tin. 
1    CjIN  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts 
i?^  To  practise  on  the  mind  ; 
Writh  nattering  looks  she  tempts  our  hearts. 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 
£  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 
The  aged  and  the  young ; 
And,  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes. 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence  ; 
But  cheats  the  soul  of  heavenly  things. 
And  chains  it  down  to  sense. 

4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair 

Grew  the  forbidden  food  ; 
Our  mother  took  the  poison  there, 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 
HYMN  54.     Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Fciv  saved  ;  or,  T/ie  almost  Christian,  tlie  hypocrite,  and 
apostate. 

1  f*  ROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
Jfj  And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shews  s  narrow  path, 

With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross, 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ! 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross. 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem'd  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure 


HYMN  LVi  34S 

*  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  • 
( 'reate  my  heart  entirely  new  : 

A\  hicli  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
"Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

HYMN  55.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
77*  holy  Scriptures. 
1   t   ADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
I  j  I  fly  to  thee," my  Lord, 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears. 
But  in  thy  written  word. 
^   The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 
Does  all  my  grief  assuage  : 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
Almost  in  every  page. 
3  fThis  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  liis  own. 

k  Here  consecrated  water  flows 
To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin  ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein.] 

•  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail  ; 
My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 

Thro'  all  this  gloomy  vale. 
6  Oh  !  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 

My  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road, 

That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

HYMN  56.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watt?. 
God  ghri/itd  in  t/ie  Gospel. 

1  nnHE  Lord,  descending  from  above, 

I     Invites  his  children  near  ; 
While  power  and  truth,  and  boundless  love, 
Display  their  glories  here. 

2  Here,  in  thy  gospel's  wondrous  frame, 

Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue  ; 
A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name, 
Bevond  whatever  they  knew 


S44  HTMN  LVIH. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines  j 

Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ; 
Wisdom  thro'  all  the  mysteries  shines. 
And  shines  in  Jesus'  face. 

4  The  law  its  Lest  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God, 
And  thine  avenging  justice  shows 
Its  honors  in  his  blood. 

5  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  thoughts  employs, 
Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays, 
And  more  exalts  our  joys. 

HYMN  57.     Com.  Met.     Dr.  S.  Ste^xeti 
Trie  riches  of  God's  u-ord. 
1  T  ET  Avarice,  borne  from  shore  to  shore. 
JLi  Her  favorite  god  pursue  : 
Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru. 
■2  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy 
Are  open'd  to  our  sight  : 
The  purest  gold  without  alloy, 
Aud  gems  divinely  bright. 
3  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
These  sacred  leaves  unfold  : 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  rapturd  eyes  behold, 
i  Here  light,  descending  from  above. 
Directs  our  doubtful  feet  : 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

5  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 

And  all  Oar  wants  supply 'd  : 
Nought,  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest. 
Is  in  this  book  deny'd. 

6  For  these  inestimable  gains, 

That  so  enrich  the  mind  , 
Oh,  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assur'd  lhatwe  shall  find  1 
HYMN  58.     Common  Metre.     St 
J\e  excellency  and  sufficiency  qftheJIofy  St 

FATHET:  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines ! 


HYMN  LTX. 

ver  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows 

And  yields  a  free  repast; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  Oh,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight : 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 
•  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  forever  near, 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  Word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 
HYMN  59.    Long  Metre.    Beddome. 
The  gospel  of  Christ* 
1    f"i  OD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

"  "W   Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  : 
'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shine?, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 
C  Here  sinners  of  a  humble  frame 

May  tastu  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name 
'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood, 
Severely  just,  immensely  good. 
S  Here  Jesus,  in  ten  thousand  ways, 
His  soul-attracting  charms  displays, 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains. 
|  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 
To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 
5  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  vieldsto  contrite  souls; 
P2 


HYMN  LXI. 

It  brings  a  better  •world  in  view, 
And  guides  us  all  our  journey  thro' 

6  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  DO  | 
'Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage  ! 

HYMN  60.  Long  Metre.  Dr.  Wat- 
T%t  G  rfitfiw.    K... 

1   ^  H'  HAT  shall  tne  dying  sinner  do, 
V  J     That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  woe  r 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  r 

3  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  h? 
Can  souls  all  o'er  defiPd  with 
Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  cL. 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we 
'TiilJesus  brings  his  Gospel 

'Tis  there  that  p  .-.-ell, 

That  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  ho 

That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up  j 
We  read  the  grace,  n  e  trust  the  * 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines 
Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines  : 
Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  cross, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 

S  Should  vile  blasphemers,  with  diad 
Pronounce  the  truth  of  Jesus  vain, 
We'll  meet  the  scandal  and  the  shame, 
And  sir.g,  and  triumph,  in  his  name. 
HYMN  SI.     C.  ML     Dr  Watts'  S*MM»MS. 

1  O  HALL  Atheists  dare  insult  the  eross 
J5  O*  0LU"  incarnate  God  ? 

Shall  inndels  revile  his  truth, 
And  trat-ple  on  his  blood  ? 

2  What  if  he  choose  mysterioiu 

To  cleanse  us  from  our  faults  I 


HYMN  LXIII. 

the  works  of  sovereign  graee 
■Mend  our  feeble  thoughts  } 
t  if  his  gospel  bitls  us  strive, 
With  flesh,  and  self,  ami  sin  ? 
The  prize  is  most  divinely  bright, 
That  we  are  call'd  to  win. 
-i  What  if  the  men,  despis'd  on  earth, 
Still  of  his  grace  partake  ? 
This  but  confirms  his  truth  the  more-. 
For  so  the  prophet  spake. 

5  Do  some  that  own  his  sacred  truth, 

Indulge  their  souls  in  sin  ? 
None  should  reproach  the  Saiioii"'?  name  ; 
His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 

6  Then  let  our  faith  be  firm  and  strong, 

Our  lips  profess  his  word  ; 
Nor  ever  shun  those  holy  men, 
"Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord. 

HYMN  62.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts 
n'\d  prophecies  of  Christ. 

1  TlEHOLD  the  Woman's  prom  is' d  Seed  ! 

[j  Behold  the  great  Messiah  come  ! 
Heboid  the  prophets  all  agreed 
To  give  him  the  superior  room  ! 

2  Abra'm  the  saint  rejoie'd  of  old 
When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw  ! 
Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  fulfiller  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 
Obtain'd  their  chief  design  and  ceas'd  ; 
The  incense  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abundance  meet 

To  join  their  blessings  on  his  head  ; 
Jesus,  we  worship  at  thy  feet, 
And  nations  own  the  promis'd  Seed. 

HYMN  65.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watt-. 
The  parser  of  the  gospel. 
I  rjlHIS  is  the  word  ot  truth  and  love, 
JL    Sent  to  the  nations  from  above  ; 
Jehovah  here  resolves  to  shew 
What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 


348  HYMN  LXIV. 

2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 
To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind  ; 

This  sovereign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 
Restore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man. 

3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive  ; 
Sinners  obey  the  voice  and  live  ; 

Dry  bones  are  rais'd  and  clothM  afresh, 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  turn'd  to  flesh. 

4  [Where  Satan  reign'd  in  shades  of  night, 
The  gospel  strikes  a  heavenly  light : 
Our  lusts  its  wondrous  power  controls, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls.] 

5  [Lions  and  beasts  of  savage  name 
rut  on  the  nature  of  the  Lamb  ; 
While  the  wide  world  esteem  it  strange, 
Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change.] 

6  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 
Let  sinners  gaze,  and  hate  me  too ; 
The  word,  that  saves  me,  does  engage 
A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

HYMN  64.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  effusion  of  the  spirit ;  or,  the  success  ofth?  gospel. 
i    J^i  RE  AT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 

f(  X  When  the  divine  disciples  met ; 

Whilst  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 

And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 
2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave  ! 

And  power  to  kill,  and  power  to  save  ! 

Furnish'd  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words, 

Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 
J  Thus  arm'd  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 

From  East  to  W^est,  from  South  to  North  ; 

Go,  and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause  ; 

Go,  spread  the  mystery  of  his  cross. 
i  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 

Of  what  almighty  force  they  are, 

To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 

And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low. 
5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 

Are  bv  these  heavenly  arms  snbdu'd  ; 


HYMN  1AVI. 

While  Satan  rages  at  bn 

And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 

6  Great  King  of  Grace  !  my  heart  nbdae  ; 
I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 
V  billing  captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  sing  the  victories  of  his  vord. 

HYMN  65.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watt- 

Prophecy  and  Intpi 

i  fT^WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

|_    The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  \ 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders,  which  they  wrought, 
Confirm'd  the  messages  the)  brought  : 
The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  the  holy  «  ords  from  death. 

0  Great  God  !  mine  eyes  uith  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me, 
\  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  w  ind  : 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure  ; 
This  is  thy  word,  and  mu^t  endure. 

HYMN  CO.     Com.  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Abraham**  blessing  on  the  Gtnii'ei.    Gen.  wii.  7.    Ren, 
sv.  8.     Mark  x.  1 4. 

1  TJOW'  large  die  promise,  how  divine. 
■  ■    To  Abra'm  and  his  seed  ! 

Til  be  a  God  to  the?  and  thine, 
Supplying  oil  your  need. 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  Angel  of  the  covenant  pro\  <_•?. 

And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

ku  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  given  ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  a 

And  calls  them  heirs  of  heavea. 


350  HYMN  LXVI1I. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways  ! 
His  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace, 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 
HYMN  67.    Com.  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tfie  same.    Rom.  xi.  16,  17. 

1  fi  ENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong 
\J^  To  the  wild  olive  wood  : 
Grace  takes  us  from  the  barren  tree, 

And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 

2  With  the  same  blessing  grace  endows 

The  Gentile  and  the  Jew  : 

If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 

Such  are  the  branches  too. 

3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  saints 

Be  dedicate  to  God  : 
l'our  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 
And  wash  them  in  thy  blood. 

4  Thus  to  the  parents  and  their  seed, 

Shall  thy  salvation  come  ; 
And  numerous  households  meet  at  last, 
In  one  eternal  home. 
HYMN  08.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Wtatts. 

ynist's  invitation  to  sinners;  or,  Humility  and  Priilt.  Mait. 
xi.  28—30. 

1  "  if  A  OME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
"  \  y  Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come  ; 
"  I'll  give  you  rest  from  ail  your  toils, 
il  And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  "  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  mc  ; 
"  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
M  But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
"  And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

5  "  Bless'd  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
<(  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ! 
"  My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 
"  My  grace  shall*  make  the  burden  light.'" 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Ilesign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us'at  thy  will. 


IIYMX  LXX. 

HYMN  69.     Com.  Met.     Steele. 
The  Saviour's  invitation.    John  \  i  . 
I  FB^IIE  Saviour  calls — let  every  ear 
L    Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  tear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 
-2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 
Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 
.)  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise, 
To  ease  your  every  pain  ; 
(Immortal  fountain  !  full  supplies!) 
Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 
I   Y    sinners,  come,  'tis  mercy's  voice  ; 
The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
Merer  invites  to  heaveuly  joys — 
And  can  you  yet  delay  r 
5  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts  ; 
To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

HYMN  70.    Long  Metre.     Steele. 
Weary  soult  invited  to  rest.    Mat.  xi.  28. 

1  /"lOME,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest, 
\J  Come,  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

Oh,  come,  and  spread  your  woes  abroad  ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love 
"Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  ; 
Pardon  and  life,  and  endless  peace ; 
How  rich  the  gift  !  how  free  the  grace  ! 
>  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind,  inviting  voice. 


352  HVMNLXXH. 

5  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
And  sweetly  influence  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest 

HYMN  71.     Com.  Met.    Fawcett. 

Let  the  wicked  forsake  his  ivay,  8cc.    Isaiah  lv.  7. 

1  r<  IXNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard  : 
^j  'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day  ; 

He  calls  you  by  his  sovereign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast. 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell ; 

Why  will  you  persevere  ? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 
In  pain  you  ti*avel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  immortal  woe  ! 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live. 

Thro'  his  abounding  grace  : 

His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 

Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  every  sin  ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

7  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts  ; 

He  pardons  like  a  God  ; 
He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults, 
Thro'  a  Redeemer's  blood. 

IIYMX  72.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Christ's  commission. 
1  T^  AISE  your  triumphant  songs, 
\\   To  an  immortal  tune, 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 


HYMN  LXX1U. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  Love 
Its  chief  Beloved  chose, 

And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears  ; 
Xo  terror  clothes  his  brow  ; 

Xo  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'Twas  mercy  fill'd  the  throne, 
And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 

When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardon  down 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now.  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 
"Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  ot  his  love, 

And  take  the  offerM  peace. 
0  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call  4 

We  lay  a  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 

And  love  and  praise  his  name. 

HYMN  7.3.     Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watt*. 

The  apostle  s  commission ;  or,  Tltc  gospel  attested  by  miracles 
Mark  wi.  15,  &.c.  Matt,  xxviii.  18,  &c. 

1   "  £^i  O  preach  my  gospel,11  saith  the  Lord, 
"  \  IT  u  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive: 
il  He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  my  wonl  ; 
i(  And  he  condemn'd  that  won't  believe. 

9  [a  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known, 
••  And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 
%;  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done,  -s. 

<;  By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

)  ••'  Go  lieal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead> 
u  Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name  ; 
';  Xor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 
"  Tho'  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blaspheme.] 

\  M  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands; 
"  I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end  \ 
•4  All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands  ; 
*■  I  can  destroy,  and  can  defend.*1 


354  HYMN  LXXV. 

5  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head, 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode  : 
Tliey  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 
HYMN  74.    Com.  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tlie  book  of  God's  decrees. 

1  TT   ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie. 
I  i  Abas' d  before  their  God  ; 

What'er  his  sovereign  voice  has  form'd 
He  governs  with  a  nod. 

2  [Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought ; 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  present  to  his  thought. 

3  There's  not  a  sparrow,  nor  a  worm, 

But's  found  in  his  decrees  ; 
He  raises  monarchs  to  their  throne. 
And  sinks  them  as  he  please.] 

4  If  light  attends  the  course  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  those  rays  ; 
And  'tis  his  hand  that  hides  my  sun, 
If  darkness  cloud  my  days. 

5  Yet  I  would  not  be  much  concern'd, 

Nor  vainly  long  to  see 
The  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 
What  months  are  writ  for  me. 

6  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 

Oh,  may  I  read  my  name 
Among  the  chosen  of  his  love, 
The  followers  of  the  Lamb  ! 

HYMN  75.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts, 

Election  sovereign  and  free.    Rom.  ix.  21— 24. 

1  [JT|EIIOLD  the  potter  and  the  clay, 

£5  He  forms  his  vessel  as  he  please  : 
Such  is  our  God,  and  such  are  we  ; 
The  subjects  of  his  just  decrees. 

2  Doth  not  the  workman's  power  extend 
O'er  all  the  mass,  which  part  to  choose, 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end, 

And  which  to  leave  for  viler  use  ?] 


.A 


HYMN   L\X\  I  555 

A  iy  nor.  the  sorereign  Lord  on  high 

Dispense  hii  ■  ill, 

Clioose  some  to  lite,  "*  bHe  others  die, 
And  vet  be  jut  and  gracious  still  ':] 
4  What  if  to  make  his  terror  known, 
He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 
Suffering'  viie  rebels  to  go  on, 
And  seal  their  own  destruction  sure  ' 

!,at  if  he  means  to  show  his  grace, 
And  his  electing  love  emptor 
To  mark  out  some  of  mortal  race, 
And  form  them  jit  for  heavenly  joys  ! 

6  Shall  man  reply  against  die  Lord, 
And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjust, 
The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 
Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust  ' 

7  But,  O  my  soul,  if  truth  so  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight. 
Yet  still  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decisive  day. 

8  Then  shall  he  make  his  justice  known, 
And  the  whole  world,  before  his  throne. 
With  joy,  or  terror,  shall  confess 

The  glory  of  his  righteousness. 

HYMX  76.     Com.  Met.     Dr.  Watt* 
Ml  lu  grace.     Titos  iii.  4—7. 

1  [  T   ORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 

lj  How  great  our  guilt  has  been  : 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  O  my  soul,  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame.] 

3  Til  not  by  works  of  rigkteon 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  are  savM  by  sovereign  grace. 
Abounding  thro*  his  Son. 

4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  be?in  ; 


356  HYMN  LXXV11I. 

'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
Our  semis  are  wash'd  from  sin. 

5  'Tis  thro'  the  purchase  of  his  death. 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew  : 

And  justify  'd  by  grace, 
We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  father's  face. 
HYMN  77.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Salvation  h'j  grace  in  Christ.    2  Tim.  i.  9,  10. 

1  "VfOW  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 

i^|    Be  everlasting  honors  given, 
He  saves  from  hell ;  (we  bless  his  name,) 
He  calls  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven. 

2  Nor  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 
But  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 
He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 

3  'Twas  his  own  purpose  that  begun 
To  rescue  rebels  doom'd  to  die  : 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 
Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

1  Jesus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  last, 
And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known  ; 
Declares  the  great  transactions  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 

5  He  dy'd  ;  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  destroy  ; 
Rising  he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  took  possession  of  the  joy. 

HYMN  78.     C.  M.     Dr.  Watts'  Lyric  Poems. 

God  glorious,  and  sinners  sa^:etU     Isaiah  xliv.  23. 

1  TnvVrHF'R>  how  wide  thy  Glory  shines  ! 

t>      How  high  thy  Wonders  rise  ! 
Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
By  thousands  thro'  the  skies. 

2  [Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ : 


HYMN   1A\I\ 

To  siiew  tlif  labor  of  thine  hands, 
Or  impress  of  thy  feet.] 
.)   Hut  when  *€  view  thy  strange  design 
To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join, 
In  their  uivinest  forms  ; 
i  Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  reverend  awe ; 
We  love,  and  we  adore  : 
The  first  Arch-angel  never  saw- 
So  much  of  God  before. 
5  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known  ; 
Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 
The  justice,  or  the  grace. 
t  [When  sinners  broke  the  Father's  laws. 
The  dying  9on  atones  ; 
Oh,  the  dear  mysteries  of  his  cross  ! 
The  triumph  of  his  groans  !] 

7  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lnmb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains; 
Sweet  cherubs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

8  Oh,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part, 

In  that  immortal  song  ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

HYMN  79.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Saivntior,  righteousness,  and  strength  in  Christ* 

i  fri^HE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 
__|_    His  Godhead  tram  his  throne  ! 
Mercy  and  justice  are  the  names, 
fcxj  which  Iivill  be  known. 

2  Ye  dyi?ig  souls,  that  sit 
In  darkness  and  distress, 

Look  from  the  borders  of  the  pit 
To  my  recovering  grace, 

3  Sinners  shall  hear  the  sound  j 
Their  thankful  tongues  shall  own, 

Our  righteousness  and  strength  is  found 
In  thee,  tlw  Lord,  alone. 


AVI 


358  HYMN  LXXXI 

4  In  thee  shall  Israel  trust, 
And  see  their  guilt  forgiven  : 
God  will  pronounce  the  sinners  just. 
And  take  the  saints  to  heaven. 
HYMN  80.     Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  different  success  of  the  gos/jel.    1  Cor.  1.  23,  24.    2  Cor. 
ii.  16.     1  Cor.  iii.  6,  7. 

1  ^iHRIST,  and  his  cross,  are  all  our  theme  : 
\_j  The  mysteries,  that  we  speak, 

Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlightened  from,  above, 

With  joy  receive  the  word  : 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 
HYMN  81.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts 
Regeneration.    John  i.  13.  and  iii.  3,  8ce. 
1  l^OT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
i^j    Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 
9  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 
Creates  us  heirs  of  grace, 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
■  A  new,  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh  ; 
New-models  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Our  quicken'd  souls  awake,  and  rise 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death  ; 
On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 
And  praise  employs  our  breath.        ( 


HYMN  LXXXIII 
HYMN  82.     Common  Metre.     Dr/NY  < 

The  -. 
\      A  TTKXD,  while  God's  exalted 
\    E>oth  his  own  glories  shew  ; 
Behold  I  sit  upon  mi/  throne, 
Creating  all  things  new. 

rrc  and  sin  are  pass' d  i. 
.  hid  the  old  . Idam  dies  ; 
My  hands  a  neiv  foundation  lay  ; 
See  the  nexv  wend  ajise  ! 

a  sun  of  righteous?ies$ 
To  the  new  heavens  I  make  : 

ne  but  the  new-bom  heirs  of  grace 
M    fieri  a  shall  partake. 
J.  Mighty  Redeemer  !  set  me  free 
Fid  In  my  old  state  of  sin  ; 
Oli,  make  ray  soul  alive  to  thee, 
Create  new  powers  within  : 
;»  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mint 
And  mould  my  heart  afresh  : 
Give  me  new  passions,  joys, aud  fears-, 
And  turn  the   stone  to  flesh. 
I  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
From  sin,  and  earth,  and  hell  ; 
In  the  new  world,  that  grace  has  made, 
I  would  forever  dwell. 

HYMN  S3.     Short  Metre.     Dr.  Watts 
Ad- ;  SL  l.  Sec.  Gal. 

1  T>  EHOLD  what  wondrous  grace 
|  j  The  Father  has  bestow'd 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God  ! 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 
That  we  should  be  unknown  ; 

The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

3  Xor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
r>ut  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here. 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head, 


SCO  HYMN  LXXXU 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure, 

May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  siij, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  share  a  filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  Mould  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

HYMN  84.    Long  Metre.    Dr  S.  Stennett. 
Christians  tlw  sons  of  God.    John  i.  12.  1  John  iii.  L 
1  "VTOT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 

J3I    Who  boast  the  honors  of  their  birth, 

Sucli  real  dignity  can  claim, 

As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 
-2  To  them  the  privilege  is  given 

To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  Heaven  ; 

Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 

And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  the  sky. 

3  On  them,  a  happy,  chosen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richest  grace  : 
To  them  his  counsels  he  imparts, 
And  stamps  his  image  on  their  hearts. 

4  Their  infant  cries,  their  tender  age, 
His  pity  and  his  love  engage  : 

He  clasps  them  in  his  arms,  and  there 
Secures  them  with  parental  care. 

>  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know, 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go  ; 
Whispers  instruction  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  binds, 

3  "When  thro'  temptations  they  rebel, 
His  chastening  rod  he  makes  them  feel ; 
Then,  with  a  father's  tender  heart, 
He  sooths  the  pain,  and  heals  the  smart. 

7  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply  ; 
Tli^r  steps  he  guards  with  watchtul  eye, 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above^ 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 


HYMN  LWXVI 

%  It  I've  the  honor,  Lonl,  to  he 
One  of  this  numerous  family, 
On:  ious  gift  best 

To  call  thee  Abba,  *  ather,  too  ! 
9  So  mav  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  ! 

all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  likeness  in  my  face. 

HYMN  85.     Com.  Metre.     Cowpeb. 
J  Calking  -with  God.    Gf  ru  v.  2-1. 

1  f~\H,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
\J  A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
And  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  'Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul -refreshing  view 

Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  ? 

Tiat  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy' 

How  sweet  their  memory  still  ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void, 

The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  dove,  return, 

eet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God ; 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  : 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  SC.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 

Reli.-  li  Io-j€.    1  Cor.  xiii.  1«  2,  3. 

1  ¥¥AD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
Jtt  -^-m*  nobler  speech  than  Angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 


3G2  HYMN  LXXXVIII. 

2  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach,  and  tell, 
All  that  is  clone  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove., 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor  ; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  ; 

4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men, 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

HYMN  87.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Self '-righteousness  insufficient. 

1  "  "VW^HEREare  the  mourners,*  saith  the  Lord, 

j  j     "That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word, 
"  That  walk  in  darkness  all  the  day  ? 
"  Come,  make  my  name  your  trust  and  stay. 

2  f<e  No  works,  nor  duties,  of  your  own, 

"  Can  for  the  smallest  sin  atone  : 

M  f  The  robes,  that  nature  may  provide, 

"  Will  not  your  least  pollutions  hide. 

3  "  The  softest  couch,  that  nature  knows, 
"  Can  give  the  conscience  no  repose : 

'•  Look  to  my  righteousness  and  live  ; 
"  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give.] 

4  "  Ye  sons  of  pride  that  kindle  coals, 

"  With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  souls, 
"  Walkin  the  light  of  your  own  fire  ; 
(i  Enjoy  the  spark,  that  ye  desire. 
c>  "  This  is  your. portion  at  my  hands, 
<e  Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  bauds : 
«  Ye  shall  lie  down  in  sorrow  there, 
"  In  death,  in  darkness,  and  despair. 
HYMN  88.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Christian  virtue;  or,  The  difficulty  of  cotiterdon. 
|    o  TRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 
^  That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
-Tishut  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crouds  mistake  and  die. 

*  Isftiah  1.  10. 11.    t Isaiah  xxriii.  20. 


1IV\I\   1A'\\1\ 

:  Beloved  self  must  be  denj  *d, 
I'he  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
Passion  auppreaa'd  and  patience  tn  \l, 

is  subdu'd. 

3  [Flesh  is  a  dangerou-  foe  to  grace, 

Where  it  prevails 

lh  must  be  humbled,  pride  abas'd, 
I    &  they  destroy  our  souls] 

4  The  lore  of  gold  be  banishM  hence, 

(That  vile  idolatry) 
And  everv  member,  every  sense, 
In  sweet  subjection  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  power, 

Requires  a  strong  restraint  : 
\V<    puial  !-••  watchful  every  hour, 
And  pray,  but  ne%*r  faint. 

6  Lord  !  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm 

Fujnl  §  task  so  h. 
Thy  grace  must  all  my  work  perform, 
An  (J  give  the  free  reward. 

HYMN  89.    Com.  Met    Dr.  Watts' Sermons 
before  God.    Job  sxiii.  3.4, 

1  4^hH,  that  I  knew  the  secret  place, 

(  f  Where  I  might  find  my  God ! 
Td  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise  ; 

What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comtort  di 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take, 

To  wrestle  with  my  God; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones  ; 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear  ; 

ills  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 


^04  HYMN  XCI. 

HYMN  90.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

Noah  preserved  in  the  ark,  and  the  believer  in  Christ. 
1  Pet.  iii.20.  21. 
t  rilHE  Deluge,  at  th'  Almighty's  call, 
JL    In  what  impetuous  stream's  it  fell  ! 
Swallow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage, 
And  swept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 

2  In  vain  the  tallest  sor.s  of  pride 
Fled  from  the  close-pursuing  wave  ; 
Nor  could  their  mightiest  towers  defend, 
Nor  swiftness  'scape,  nor  courage  save, 

3  How  dire  the  wreck  !  how  loud  the  roar  ! 
How  shrill  the  universal  cry 

Of  millions  in  the  last  despair, 
Re-echo'd  from  the  lowering  sky  ! 

*  Yet  Noah,  humble,  happy  saint, 
Surrounded  with  the  chosen  few, 
Sat  in  his  ark,  secure  from  fear, 
And  sang  the  grace  that  steer  d  him  thro.' 

5  So  I  may  sing,  in  Jesus  safe, 

While  storms  of  vengeance  round  melall, 
Conscious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd, 
Beyond  what  shakes  this  earthly  ball. 

0  Enter  thine  ark  while  patience  waits, 
Nor  ever  quit  that  sure  retreat ; 
Then  the  wide  flood,  which  buries  earth, 
Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  seat. 

7  Nor  wreck,  nor  ruin,  there  is  seen  ; 
There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls  : 
But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne 
Seals  endless  life  tc  all  their  souls. 
HYMN  91.     Long  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stexxett. 
Perseverance  desired. 

r 

By  ties,  both  nat  ral  and  divine, 

I  am,  and  ever  will  be  thine. 

But  ah  !  should  my  inconstant  heart, 

Ere  I'm  aware,  from  thee  depart, 

What  dire  reproach  would  fail  on  me, 

For  such  ingratitude  to  thee  ! 


1    "XESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
*f    Thou  hast  redeem 'd  me  with  thy  blood  : 


; 


HYMN   XClll 

3  The  thought  I  dread,  the  crime  1  hate, 
The  guilt,  the  shame,  I  deprecate  : 

And  }et,  so  mighty  are  my  foes, 
1  dare  not  trust  mj  warmest  vows. 

i  Pity  my  frailty,  dearest  Lord, 
Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford  : 
Oh,  steel  this  timorous  heart  of  mine, 
With  fortitude  and  love  divine. 

5  So  shall  I  triumph  o'er  my  fears, 
And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears  : 
So  shall  I  to  the  world  proclaim 
The  honors  of  the  Christian  name. 

HYMN  92.     Short  Metre.     Rippox. 
So.    .  •    fast.    Eph.  n.  5. 

1    flRA<  -harming  sound  ! 

fjl    Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 
He aven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 
1?  Grace  first  contriv'd  a  way 
To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 
•  trace  first  inscrib'd  my  name 
In  Govfs  eternal  book  : 
Twas  Grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb. 
Who  ail  my  sorrows  took.] 
4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  DO 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 
3   [Grace  taught  my  soul  to  pray, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'erflow  : 
Twas  grace  that  kept  me  to  this  day, 
And  will  not  let  me  go.] 
6  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Thro*  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 
HYMN  93.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  W 
rig  after  the  holy  Spirit  ;  or,  fervency  cj   tk 
de>. 
I   ^lOME,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
\J  With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 


HYMN  XC1Y 

Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 
2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ; 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly,  nor  go, 

To  reach  eternal  joys 
5  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs  ; 

In  vain  ve  strive  to  rise  : 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongue*, 

And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dcve, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour'?  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

HYMN  94.     Long  Metre.     B— . 

Prayer  Jot  the  influences  oj  the  Spirit, 

1  r^OME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
"  )  With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far 
From  ever}-  sin  and  hurtful  snare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word,  that  rules  must  give, 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  live. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way  ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

4  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God  ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 

5  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest. 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  bless'd  : 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfect-ion  is; 


HYMN  Hn  n 

HYMV  I)     V. 

1    rr*  TERNAL  Spirit 
|*j  And  sing  the  ^or.t; 
Thy  power  convoys  o*. .  »*» n 

From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

•'  hv  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Oui  -  I  darkness  torn  tod 

ThiiM  chings  make  us  know 

Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 

k  the  chains  of  reigning  siu  ; 
Oar  wild,  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  ane^v. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice  ; 
Thy  cheering:  words  awake  our  joys ; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

HYMN  90.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 

..;.£  Spirit.    Rom.  viii.  14,  10.     Eph. 
i.  13,  1-4. 

1   "1¥7HV  should  the  children  of  a  King 
V  f     Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
£  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 
And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show*  my  sins  forgn 

re  my  conscience  of  her  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 
4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  dove. 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 
HYMN  Or.     Long  Metre.    Pippoy. 
Infiuenct  of  the  Sp 
A   9  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
\    Jej  is  shall  shed  his  blessings  down, 


368  HYMN  XCV11I. 

Crown'd  with  whose  life-infusing  drops. 
Earth  shall  renew  her  blissful  crops. 

2  Lands,  that  beneath  a  burning  sky 
Have  long  been  desolate  and  dry^ 
Th'  effusions  of  his  love  shall  share, 
And  sudden  greens  and  herbage  wear. 

3  The  dews  and  rams,  in  all  their  store, 
Drenching  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace, 
Which  sauctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

4  As  in  soft  silence  vernal  showers 
Descend,  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers 
So  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

5  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind  ; 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

6  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  eonfin'd 
To  me,  but  pour'd  on  all  mankind, 
'Till  earth's  wide  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  young  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

HYMN  98.    Long  Metre.     Steele. 

The  influences  of  the  Spirit  experienced.    John  xiv.  \63  1  ? 

1  Tf-xEAR  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 

\y  In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ? 
Unworthy  dwelling  !  glorious  Guest ! 
Favor  astonishing,  divine  ! 

2  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 
And  hope  almost  expires  in  night, 
Lord  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here, 
Great  spring  of  comfort,  life,  and  light  ? 

3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh  : 
'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart  : 
Else  would  my  hopes  forever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

■i  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul. 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 
A Rd  bid  ror  drooping  powers  rejoice  ? 


V 


HYMN  XCIX.  9GS 

.1  When'cr  tocall  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires; 

it  be  less  than  power  divine, 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires  r 
What  less  than  thine  Almighty  word 
Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust ; 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord,  - 
My  lite,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust  ? 

7  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
"  I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace," 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 
Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace 

8  Let  thy  kind  spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love, 

And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, 
t  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 
HYMN  90.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts. 

Conviction  of  sin  bij  the  laic.    Rom.  vii.  8.  9,  14.  24, 
1  "1"   (3RD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
|^j  And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 
I  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 
•J  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  brig 
But  since  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing:  power  and  light. 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appear' d  but  small  before, 

'Till  terribly  I  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure., 
"Was  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load  ; 

My  sins  reviv'd  again  : 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain. 

5  I'm  like  a  helpless  captive  sold, 

Under  the  power  of  sin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  conscience  clean.. 
•)  My  Gol,  I  cry  with  every  breath 
For  some  kind  power  to  save, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 
<\  I 


m  HYMN  CI. 

HYMN  100.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts 

T/ie  Pharisee  G7id  Publican.    Luke  vviii.  10.  &c. 

1  ~|3^^^LDhow  sinners  disagree, 
J3  The  Publican  and  Pharisee  ! 
One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim. 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame. 

2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands : 
That  boldly  rises  near  the  throne, 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  language  know?:, 
And  different  answers  he  bestows  ; 

The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  erowns, 
While  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee  ; 
I  have  no  merits  of  my  own, 

But  plead  the  sufferings  of  thy  Son. 

HYMN  101.     Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Repentance  from  a  sense  of  divine  goodness  :  or,  A  complaint 
ofingiatitude. 

1  ~f  S  this  the  kind  return, 

|^  Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe, 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ? 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 
Has  sin  redue'd  our  mind  ! 

What  strange  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  straugely  kind  ! 

3  TOn  us  he  bids  the  sun 
Shed  his  reviving  rays  ; 

For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 
And  bow  their  necks  to  men  ; 

But  we,  more  base,  more  brutish  things. 
Reject  his  easy  reign.] 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 
And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 

Break,  sovereign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone^ 
— n  And  afive  us  hearts  of  flesh. 


\   \ 


HYMN  cm 

ingratitude 
Provoke  our  weeping  eyes, 
And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  tall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 
0TMN  108/    Common  Metre.     Dr.  "Watts. 
■>>}\fing prodigal.     Luke  xv.  13,  kc. 
I  TOEHOLD  the  wretch,  whose  lust  and  wine 
|  |   Had  wasted  his  estate, 
Be  begs  a  share  amongst  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat !  # 

■2  I  die  with  hunger  here>  he  cries, 
/  starve  in  foreign  land*  t- 
3/i   Father's  house  has  large  supplier 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

3  Fllgo,  and -with  a  mournful  tongue. 

Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 
Father,  Pve  done  thy  justice  wrong, 
JVor  can  deserve  thy  grace. 

4  He  said,  and  hasten' d  to  his  home, 

To  seek  his  Father's  love  ; 
The  Father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran,  and  fell  upen  his  neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kiss'd  his  son  ; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake 
For  follies  he  had  done. 

6  Take  off  his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin, 

The  Father  gives  command  ; 
Dress  kirn  in  garments  white  and  clean, 
With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

7  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain  ; 

Let  mirth  ajidjoii  abound: 
Mt  son  was  dead^and lives  again, 

I  fas-  lost,  and  now  is  found. 
HYMN  103.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Sincerity  and  hypocrisy  ;  or,  Formality  inxoon  . 
John  iv."  24.    Psalm  exxxix.  23.  24. 
1    4^1  OD  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise  ; 
\\  He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries. 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 


HYMN  CIV. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear  : 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known. 
Thro'  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bended  knees  the  ground  : 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice, 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my 

And  make  ray  soul  sincere  ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

HYMN  104.  Common  Metre.  Dr.  Watts, 
A  living  and  a  deadfakh,  collect^l from  several  scriptures. 
I ISTAKEX  souls  !  that  dream  of  heaven, 


M' 


_  And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  nights, 

It  faith  be  cold  and  dead, 

None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ  the  living  head. 

3  ?Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart : 

'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above.   . 

4  ;Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 

Bv  a  celestial  power  ; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 
]  aith  must  obey  her  Father's  will, 
A-  well  as  trust  his  grace  : 
A  pardoning  God  is  jealous  still 
For  his  own  holiness. 
C  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  free, 
He  makes  our  natun  s  clean  ; 
Xor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  b«? 
The  minister  of  sin. 
7  His  Spirit  purifies  our  frame, 
Andseais  our  peace  with  God; 


, 


HYMN  < 

Jesosand  his  sal  ration  came 
By  vater  and  by  blood.] 

HYMN  105.     Conm 
Characters  •[  the  thildren  of  God^from  several  *■ 
1    Oj  0  new-born  babes  desire  the  breast 
^  To  feed,  and  grow,  and  thrive  ; 
So  saints  with  joy  the  gospel  taste, 
And  by  the  gospel  live. 

it  heart  appi 
All  that  the  word  reh 

love  tlie  men,  their  IV 
I  liate  the  works,  he  had 
N  it  all  the  flattering  baits  on  earth 
Can  make  them  slaves  to  I 
They  can't  forget  their  heavenly  birth, 
grovel  in  the  dust. 

Shall  bind  their  souls  in  vice  : 
Faith,  like  a  conqueror,  can  produce 
.usand  victories.] 

ke  an  uncorrupted  seed, 
,  .s  within  ; 
Immortal  principles  forbid 
•as  of  God  to  sin.] 
by  the  terrors  of  i 
Do  they  perform  his  will, 
But  with  the  no 

His  sweet  commands  fulril.] 
.-vy  find  accv-  .  our, 

To  God  within  the  vail ; 
Hence  they  deri 
And  joys  that  never  fail. 
8  O  happy  souls     I  state 

To  dwell  so  near  their  Father's  seat, 
And  s 

ly  throne  : 
i  me  a  child  of  thine ; 
I  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  - 
To  form  mv  heart  dh 


374  HYMN  CVII. 

10  There  shed  thy  choicest  love  abroad, 
And  make  my  comforts  strong  ; 
Then  shall  I  say,  My  Father,  God, 
With  an  unwavering  tongne. 
HYMN  106.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts 
Parting  ivith  carnal  joys. 
i  ~|ik  JTY  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight, 
i?JL  And  bids  the  world  farewell ; 
Base  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 
And  mischievous  as  hell. 

3  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love, 

Nor  seek  your  friendship  more  : 
The  happiness  that  I  approve 

Is  not  within  your  power. 
S  There's  nothing  in  this  dull  abode 

That  suits  my  large  desire  ; 
To  boundless  joy  and  lasting  good 

My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 

4  [Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood, 

From  sin  and  dross  refin'd, 
Still  springing  from  the  throne  of  God. 
And  fit  to  cheer  the  mind. 

5  Th'  almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere, 

The  glorious  and  the  great, 
Brings  his  own  all-sufficience  there, 

To  make  our  bliss  complete.] 
5  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  climb  the  heavenly  road  : 
There  sits  my  Saviour  drest  in  love, 

And  there  my  smiling  God. 

HYMN  107.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Love  to  God. 

1  ~g[ J|  APPY  the  heart,  where  graces  reign, 

If.  Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain  ; 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear:    0 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign. 
If  love  be.  absent  there. 
Lc  *^%  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 
Swift  obedience  move ; 


HYMN  C1X. 

The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too, 
Kut  devils  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss 

5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  14s  away 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 
HYMN  10S.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts 
The  vanity  cf  creatures  ;   or.  So  rat  on  earth. 

1  ]\  ■  AN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires  ; 

W   He  burns  within  with  restless  fires  ; 
Tost  to  and  fro,  his  passions  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind  ; 
We  try  new  pleasures,  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  still. 

5  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 
We  shift  from  side  to  side  by  turns  : 
And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 
To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pain 

4  Great  God  !  subdue  this  vicious  thirst, 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust ; 

Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refin'd. 

HYMN  109.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watt? 
'    afflictive  providences.    Job  i.  21. 
I   ^^  AKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
i\    And  crept  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 
t>  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
And  fondly  call  our  own. 
Are  but  short  favors  borrow 'd  now. 
To  be  repaid  anon* 

5  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave. 
He  gives,  and  (blessed  be  his  name  !) 
He  takes  but  what  he  crave. 


$76  HYMN  CXT. 

•i  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  th< 
Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too, 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 
HYMN  110.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 

The  humble  enlightened,  and  carnal  reason  humbled  ;  or, 
The  sovereignty  of  grace,    Luke  x.  21,  22. 

1  rjXHERE  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoie'd, 

JL    And  spoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praise  : 
"  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
"  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heavens,  and  seas. 

2  M  1  thank  thy  sovereign  power  and  love, 
"  That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  success  ; 
t(  And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 

"  The  heights,  &  breadths,  and  lengths  of  grace 

3  "  But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd, 

"  From  men  of  prudence  and  of  wit  : 

"  The  prince  of  darkness  blinds  their  eyes, 

u  And  their  own  pride  resists  the  light. 

4  "  Father,  'tis  thus,  because  thy  will 

"  Chose  and  ordain'd  it  should  be  so ; 
"  'Tis  thy  delight  t'  abase  the  proud, 
u  And  lay  the  haughty  scorner  low. 
J  "  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
"  But  those  who  learn  it  from  the  Son  ; 
"  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 
M  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known.,? 

6  Then  let  our  souls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  graces  as  he  please  ; 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account, 
Or  of  his  actions  or  decrees. 

HYMN  lit.     Com.  Met.     Dr.  Watts. 
Afflictions  and  death  under  providence.    Job.  v.  ft,  7,  S. 
1  "VJOT  from  the  dust  affliction  grows, 
j^j      Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance  ; 
Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes  ; 

A  sad  inheritance! 


imiX  CXIll.  377 

J  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals. 
And  still  are  upwards  borne  ; 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls, 
And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 
3  Vet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  cause, 
And  trust  his  promis'd  grace  ; 
He  rules  me  by  bis  well-known  law* 
Of  love  and  righteousness, 
i  Xot  all  the  pains,  that  ere  I  bore, 
Shall  spoil  my  future  peace, 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 
Than  what  my  father  please. 
HYMN  112.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Wati* 
I  dare.      I  if.  ii.  10—13. 

1  HO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
^  The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  ot  our  Saviour-God  ; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  deny'd, 
Passions  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  : 
Whilst  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love. 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

i  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

HYMN  11.3.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watt* 
The  Christian  rate*    I  mi.  id.  23.  29,  30,  31. 

1  A   WAKE  our  souls,  (away  our  fears; 
j\^  Let  every  trembling  thought  be  goi> 
Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  taint; 
Jiut  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feedi  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power, 
I*  ever  new,  and  ever  young, 


S7S  HYMN  CXV. 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 
While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  : 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

HYMN  114.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Spiritual  appur el,  (viz.)  The  robe  of 'righteousness, and 

garments  of  salvation.    Isa.  \\\.  10. 

1  A  WAKE  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue, 
^\_  Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  ; 

In  God.  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tishe  adorn'd  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine  ; 

Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 

He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And,  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe,  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  this  heavenly  robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear  ! 
These  ornaments,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  white  the  garments  are  ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrought  ray  faith  and  love, 

And  hope  and  every  grace  ; 

But  Jesus  spent  his  life  to  work 

The  robe  of  righteousness. 

6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  array'd, 

By  the  great  sacred  Three  ! 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise, 

Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 
HYMN  115.     Common.  Metre.     Dr.  Watt- 
Love  and  charity.     1  Cor.  xiii.  2—7—1 2, 
1   ~|"   ET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
"~\   J  i  Their  faith  and  zeal  declare. 


HYMN  CXVI. 

All  their  religion  i*  .<  dream, 
It  love  be  wanting  tin 

suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 
Nor  is  provok'd  in  has! 
She  leti  me  present  injury  die, 
And  long  forgets  the  past. 
•     Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 
quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 
Hopes  and  helieves,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Tho'she  endures  the  wrong] 
i  "She  ne'er  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 
The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
i, vies  those  that  climb.] 
lavs  her  own  advantage  by, 
To  seek  her  neighbour's  good  : 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 
6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power, 
In  all  the  realms  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  forever  love. 

HYMN  1 1 6.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

■•'• "t  walk  by  faith,  net  by  sight. 

1  TTP'IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

J      We  walk  thro'  desarts  dark  as  night, 
'Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home  ; 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies, 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  treaO  the  desart  through,    . 
While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
Tho'  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  nil  the  way. 

4  So  Abra'm,bv  divine  command, 
Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  Gc 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  Cr'dhis  zeal  alone:  the  road 


3S0  HYMN  CXVUL 

HYMN  117.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
UnfruitfulnesS)  ignorance,  and  umanctified affection*. 

1  "I     ONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
JLi  Of  thy  salvation,  Lord' 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 

And  knowledge  of  thy  word  ! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almost  in  vain  ; 
I  low  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  memory  can  retain  ! 

3  [My  hope,  my  portion,  and  ray  God, 

How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 
And  blessings  of  thy  throne  !] 
i  [How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love  ! 
How  negligent  my  fear  ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above  ! 
How  tew  affections  there  ! 
5  Great  God  1  thy  sovereign  power  imparl, 
To  give  thy  *  ord  success  : 
\Vritt*thy  salvation  in  ray  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 
t  Shew  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high  : 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 

And  love  shall  never  die.] 
HYMX  IIS.     Com.  Met.     Dr.  Doddbidge. 
the  fear  afGodalltht  day  long.    Prov.  xxiii.  17. 

1  r|lHR!CE  happy  souls,  who,  born  of  heaves, 

|^  .  While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear  ! 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 

Prevent  the  dawning  day  ; 
And  turn  the  sacred  pages'o'er, 
And  praise  thy  name,  and  pray  ! 
i  Mid  hourly  cares  may  love  present 
Its  incense  to  thy  throne  ; 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs. 

Our  hearts  be  thine  alone  ! 
V     sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 
Be  each  refreshment  sought ; 


HYMN  CX1X.  381 

•And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought ! 

5  "When  to  laborious  duties  calTd, 

Or  by  temptations  try'd, 
We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

6  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee,  amidst  the  social  band, 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

7  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  heads 

On  thy  paternal  breast ; 
And,  safely  folded  in  thine  arms, 
Kesign  our  powers  to  rest. 

8  In  solid,  pure  delights,  like  these, 

Let  all  my  days  be  past ; 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  I  fear  the  last. 

HYMN  119.  Long  Met.    Dr.  Watts' Sermons, 
Graofty  and  Decency. 

1  XI E HOLD  the  Sons,  the  Heirs  of  God. 
J|3  So  dearly  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  ! 
Are  they  not  born  to  heavenly  joys, 

And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 

2  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  ? 
Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 

Made  for  a  jest,  for  sport  and  play, 
To  wear  out  time,  and  waste  the  day  ? 

3  Doth  vain  discourse,  or  empty  mirth, 
Well  suit  the  honors  of  their  birth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
Which  children  love,  and  fools  admire  i 

4  What  if  we  wear  the  richest  vest ; 
Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  drest : 
This  flesh,  with  all  its  gaudy  forms, 
Must  drop  to  dust,  and  feed  the  worms. 

5  Lord,  raise  Our  hearts  and  passions  higher ; 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire  : 
Then,  with  a  heaven  directed  eye, 

WV11  pass  these  glittering  trifles  by. 

6  W  Ml  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  such  disdain  as  Angels  do  ; 


582  HYMN  CXXI 

And  wait  the  call,  that  bids  us  rise 
To  mansions  promis'd  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  120.     Lon-  Metre.     Rippon. 
Liberality  ;  or,  The  duty  and  pleasures  oj 

1  i^kH,  what  stupendous  mercy  shines 
\J  Around  the  majesty  of  Heaven  ! 
Rebels  he  deigns  to  call  his  sons, 
Their  souls  renew'd,  their  sins  forgiven. 

2  Go,  imitate  the  grace  divine, 
The  grace  that  blazes  like  a  sun  : 
Hold  forth  your  fair,  tho'  feeble  light, 
Thro"  all  your  lives  let  mercy  run. 

3  Upon  your  bounty's  willing  wings, 
Swift  let  the  great  salvation  fly  ! 
The  hungry  feed,  the  naked  clothe, 
To  pain  and  sickness  help  apply. 

4  Pity  the  weeping  widow's  woe, 
And  be  her  counsellor  and  stay  ; 
Adopt  the  fatherless,  and  smooth 
To  useful,  happy  life,  his  way. 

5  Let  age,  with  want  and  weakness  bow'd, 
Your  bowels  of  compassion  move  ; 

Let  e'en  your  enemies  be  bless'd, 
Their  hatred  recompens'd  with  love. 

0  When  all  is  done,  renounce  your  deeds, 
Renounce  self-righteousness  with  scorn  ; 
Thus  will  j£U  glorify  your  God, 

And  thus  the 'Christian  name  adorn. 

IIYMX  121.     Common  Metre.   Dr.  Doldhidgi 

Love  to  our  Neighbour  ;  or.  Trie  good  Samaritan.    Luke  x. 

29—37. 

1  TTjtATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 
J^     All  powerful  from  above, 

To  form,  in  our  obedient  souls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  Oh,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That'generous  pleasure  know  ; 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe. 


HYMN  CXX1I.  383 

3  \\  hen  the  most  helpless  sons  of  gl 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 

r  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  U 
And  s\\  itt  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  man, 

When  thron'd  above  the  skies  ; 
And,  'midst  the  embraces  of  his  God, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground  ; 
And  shed  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

HYMN  188.    Short  Metre.    Fawlht 
Love  to  tlte  hreihren. 

1  "TJLEST  be  the  tie,  that  binds 

J  J   Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain, 

But  we  shall  still  bejoin'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  \\  ay  ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 
f)  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 

rfeetlove  and  friendship,  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 


384  HYMN  CXXV. 

HYMN  123.    Short  Metre.    Beddomje. 
Christian  Love.    Galatians  ill.  28. 

1  ~Y   ET  party-names  no  more 

1  j  The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  hond  and  tree, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 

With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell ! 
Be  banish'd  far  away  ; 

Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above, 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 
HYMN  124.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Lore  and  hatred.    Phil.  ii.  2.    Eph.  iv.  30,  &c. 

1  ^VJOW,  Dv  t}ie  bowels  of  my  God, 

i^|    His  sharp  distress,  his  sore  complaints^ 
By  his  last  groans,  his  dying  blood, 
I  charge  my  soul  to  love  the  saints. 

2  Clamor,  and  wrath,  and  war  begone  ; 
Envy  and  spite  forever  cease  ; 

Let  bitter  words  no  more  be  known. 
Among  the  saints,  the  sons  of  peace. 

3  1  he  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  from  the  realms  of  noise  and  strife  : 
Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 
Who  seals  our  souls  to  heavenly  life  ? 

*  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts, 
Thro1  ail  our  lives  let  mercy  run  : 
So  God  forgives  our  numerous  faults, 
Tor  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  his  Son. 

HYMN  125.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stinnett. 
Pride  lamented. 

1   ((T^FT  have  Iturud  my  eye  within, 

*  And  brought  to  light  some  latent  sin ; 


HYMX  CXXYI  38* 

Hut  pride,  the  vice  I  most  detest, 
Still  lurks  securely  in  my  breast. 
'J  Here  with  a  thousand  arts  she  tries 
To  dress  me  in  a  fair  disguise, 
To  make  a  guilty,  wretched  worm 
Put  on  an  Angel's  brightest  form. 

3  She  hides  my  follies  from  mine  ej 
And  lifts  my  virtues  to  the  skies; 
And  while  the  specious  tale  she  tells, 
Her  ow  n  deformity  conceals. 

4  \lc\u\,  O  my  God,  the  vail  away, 
Bring  forth' the  monster  to  the  day  ; 
Expose  her  hideous  form  to  view, 
And  all  her  restless  power  subdue. 

5  So  shall  humility  divine 

Again  possess  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  form  a  temple  for  my  God, 
Which  he  will  make  his  lov'd  abode. 

HYMX  126.    Common  Metre.     Newton. 
Remembrance  cf  happier  days. 
I    nWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
[^  The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied,  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 
C  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd, 
His  praises  tun'd  my  tongue  ; 
And,  when  the  evening  shades  prevail'd. 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 
3  In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles  ; 
The  world  no  more  could  charm  ; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 
i  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 
And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  Word, 
I  call'd  each  promise  miue. 
5  Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spoke, 
Of  what  his  love  had  done  ; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke. 

For  all  ray  joys  are  gons.  il 


386  HYMN  CXXVII 

6  Now,  when  the  evening  shade  prevails. 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 
And,  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

7  My  prayers  are  now  an  empty  noise. 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face  ; 
I  read  ;  the  promise  meets  my  eyes. 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 

8  Now  Satan  threatens  to  prevail, 

And  make  my  soul  his  prey  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  mercies  cannot  fail ; 
Oh,  come  without  delay  ! 

HYMN  127.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
T/ie  pilgrimage  of  the  saints  ;  or,  Earth  and  heaven. 

1  T   OKD  !  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 

|_  j  That  yields  us  no  supply, 
No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 
Nor  streams  of  living  joy  ! 

2  But  piercing  thorns  through  all  the  ground. 

And  mortal  poisons  grow  ; 
And  all  the  rivers  that  are  found, 
With  dangerous  waters  flow. 

3  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 

Lies  thro'  this  weary  land  ; 
Lord  !  we  would  keep  that  heavenly  road, 
And  run  at  thy  command. 

4  [Our  souls  shall  tread  the  desart  thro" 

With  undiverted  feet; 
And  faith  and  flaming  zeal  subdue 
The  terrors  that  we  meet.] 

5  [A  thousand  savage  beasts  of  prey 

Around  the  forest  roam  ; 
But  Judah's  lion  guards  the  way, 
And  guides  the  strangers  home.] 

6  [Long  nights  and  darkness  dwell  below, 

With  scarce  a  twinkling  ray  ; 
Bat  the  bright  world  to  which  we  go, 
Is  everlasting  day.] 

7  [By  glimmering  hopes,  and  gloomy  fears. 

We  trace  the  sacred  road  ; 
Thro'  dismal  deeps  and  dangerous  snare ^. 
We  make  our  way  to  God  ] 


HYMN   t'XXYIIl 

8  Oui  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 
But  we  march  upward  still  ; 
get  these  troubles  of  the  way, 

d  reach  at  Sion's  hill, 
the  kind  angels  at  the  gates, 
Inviting  us  to  come  ! 
There  Jesus  the  forerunner  waits, 
To  welcome  travellers  home  !] 

10  There,  ou  the  hills  of  life  and  peace, 

Ourraptur'd  souls  shall  dwell, 
Our  toils  recount,  our  Saviour  hless, 
And  all  his  triumphs  tell. 

11  [No  vain  discourse  shall  fill  our  tongue. 

Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear  ; 
Infinite  grace  shall  be  our  song, 
And  God  rejoice  to  hear.] 

12  Eternal  glory  to  the  King, 

That  brought  us  safely  through  ; 
Our  tongue  shall  never  cease  to  sing, 
And  endless  praise  renew. 
HYMN'  128.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Backilitiinesi  and  return f  ;  or,  The  inconstancy  cf  our  toit 

1  V\^H^  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 

>  f     My  God,  my  chief  delight  ? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  ? 

2  [Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove  } 

Where  can  such  sweetness  be, 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee*?] 

3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 

The  savor  of  thy  grace, 
Fondly  I  hope  I  ne'er  shall  lose 
The  relish  all  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 

The  flattering  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  taste. 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

5  [Trifles  of  nature,  or  of  art, 

With  fair  deceitful  charms, 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtless  heart. 
And  thrust  me  from  thv  arms  ] 


388  HYMN  CXXIX. 

6  Then  I  repent,  and  vex  my  soul, 

That  I  should  leave  thee  so  ; 
Where  will  those  wild  affections  roll* 
That  let  the  Saviour  go  ? 

7  [Sin's  promis'd  joys  are  turn'd  to  pain  , 

And  I  am  drown'd  in  grief; 
But  my  dear  Lord  returns  again, 

He  flies  to  my  relief. 
S  Seizing  my  soul  with  sweet  surprise. 

He  draws  with  loving  bands  : 
Divine  compassion  in  his  eyes, 

And  pardon  in  his  hands.] 
9  [Wretch  that  I  am  to  wander  thus, 

In  chase  of  false  delight ! 
Let  me  be  fasten'd  to  thy  cross, 

Rather  than  lose  thy  sight.] 
10  [Make  haste,  my  days,  to  reach  the  goui, 

And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  soul, 

My  God,  my  Saviour's  breast.] 

HYMN  129.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Presumption  and  despair  ;  or,  Satan's  various-  temptations, 
1  ~W  HATE  the  tempter  and  his  charms  ; 
|    I  hate  his  flattering  breath  : 
The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms, 
Tq  cheat  our  souls  to  death. 
"7  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 
Or  kills  with  slavish  fear; 
And  holds  us  still  m  wide  extremes, 
Presumption,  or  despair. 

3  Xow  he  persuades,  hoxv  easy  7/s 

To  walk  the  road  to  heaven  : 
Anon  he  swells  our  sins,  and  crie^ 
They  cannot  be  forgiven. 

4  [He  bids  young  sinners,  yetforbea- 

To  think  of  God,  or  death  ; 
For  prayer  and  devotion  are 
Bat  melancholy  breath. 

5  He  tells  the  aged,  they  must  die, 

And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  ; 


HYMN  (XXXI.  S89 

Jn  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 
For  they  have  lost  their  day.] 

6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne 

By  mischief  and  deceit ; 
And  drags  the  sons  of  Adam  down 
To  darkness  and  the  pit. 

7  Almighty  God,  cut  short  his  power, 

Let  him  in  darkness  dwell  ; 
And,  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 

Confine  him  down  to  hell. 
HYMN  130.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Lore  to  the  creatures  is  dangerous. 

1  Tl  OW  vain  are  all  things  here  below  ! 

I    How  false,  ami  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flattering  light  ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh. 
Where  we  possess  delight 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends> 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense  ! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move. 
Xor  can  we  call  them  thenee. 

5  Dear  Saviour  !  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  aw  ay 
From  all  created  good. 

HYMN  131.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watt* 
Cotvfjrt  under  sorroics  end  pains. 

1  ^^T^W  let  the  Lord,  my  Saviour,  smile, 

I3I    -^-"d  shew  my  name  upou  his  heart ; 
I  would  forget  my  pains  awhile, 
And  in  the  pleasure  lose  the  smart. 

2  But  oh  !  it  swells  my  sorrows  high, 
To  Bee  the  blessed  Jesus  frown  ; 


390  HYMN  CXXXII. 

My  spirits  sink,  my  comforts  die, 
And  all  the  springs  of  life  are  down. 

3  Yet  why,  my  soul,  why  these  complaints  ? 
Still,  while  he  frowns,  his  bowels  move  ; 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears  his  saints, 
And  feels  their  sorrows,  and  his  love. 

4  My  name  is  printed  on  his  breast ; 
His  book  of  life  contains  my  name  : 
I'd  rather  have  it  there  impress'd, 
Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame. 

5  When  the  last  fire  burns  all  things  here, 
Those  letters  shall  securely  stand, 
And  in  the  Lamb's  fair  book  appear, 
Writ  by  th'  eternal  Father's  hand. 

€  Now  shall  my  minutes  smoothly  run, 
Whilst  here  I  wait  my  Father's  will ; 
My  rising  and  my  setting  sun 
Roll  gently  up  and  down  the  hill. 

HYMN  132.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Redemption  and  protection  from  spiritual  enemies. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers, 
_/\_  And  triumph  in  my  God  ; 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 

His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  rais'dmefrom  the  deeps  of  sin, 

The  gates  of  gaping  hell; 
And  fix'd  my  standing  more  secure 
Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  plac'd  ; 
And  on  the  Rock  of  ages  set 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 

Is  wall'd  around  with  grace  ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands 
Ta  shield  the  sacred  place 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite, 

And  alThis  legions  roar  ; 
Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  power. 


s,\ 


HYMN  CXXXI\  391 

6  Antei  my  soul,  awake,  my  voice, 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing  : 

Loud  Hallelujahs,  shall  address 

M\  Saviour  and  my  King. 

HYMN  133.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts 
Tfie  world's  three  chief  temptations. 
1  "l[¥rHKX  in  the  light  of  faith  divine 
*  f     We  look  on  things  below, 
Honor,  and  gold,  and  sensual  joy, 
How  vain  and  dangerous  too  ? 
•I  [Honor's  a  puff  ot  noisy  breath  ; 
Yet  men  expose  their  blood, 
And  venture  everlasting  death,  " 
To  gain  that  airy  good, 
i  While  others  starve  the  nobler  mind, 
And  feed  on  shining  dust, 
They  rob  the  serpent  of  his  food, 
T:  indulge  a  sordid  lust.] 

4  The  pleasures  that  allure  our  sense 

Are  dangerous  snares  to  souls  ; 
There's  but  a  drop  of  flattering  sweet, 
And  dash'd  with  bitter  bowls. 

5  God  is  ray  all-sufficient  good, 

My  portion  and  my  choice  ; 

In  him  my  vast  desires  are  fill'd, 

And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 

6  In  vain  the  world  accosts  my  ear, 

And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ; 
I  cannot  buy  your  bliss  so  dear, 
Nor  part  with  heaven  for  you. 

HYMN"  134.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
God 's presence  is  light  in  darkness, 

1  \  [Y  God  !  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
|  ▼  J_  The  life  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ! 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning-star, 
And  he  ray  rising-sun. 


392  HYMN  CXXXVI. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shews  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  I  am  his  ! 
•i  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
At  that  transporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way 
T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 
5  Fearless  of  hell,  and  ghastly  death, 
I'd  break  thro'  every  foe  : 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith, 
Should  bear  me  conqueror  through. 
HYMN  135.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Doubts  scattered  ;  or,  Spiritual  joys  restored. 

1  Tjr EXCE  from  my  soul  sad  thoughts  be  gone, 

§^  And  leave  me  to  my  joys  : 
My  tongue  shall  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 

2  Darkness  and  doubts  had  veil'd  my  mind. 

And  drown'd  my  head  in  tears, 
Till  sovereign  grace,  with  shining  rays, 
Dispell'd  my  gloomy  fears, 

3  Oh,  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 

And  raptures  all  divine, 
When  Jesus  tcld  me  I  was  his, 
And  my  beloved,  mine  ! 

4  In  vain  tlie  tempter  frights  my  soul, 

And  breaks  my  peace  in  vain  ; 
One  glimpse,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  face 
Revives  my  joys  again. 

HYMN  136.     Com.  Met.    Dr.  S.  Stensett 
Pleading  ivhh  God  under  affliction. 

1  WJllY  should  a  living  man  complain 

f  f     Of  deep  distress  within, 
Since  every  sigh,  and  every  pain. 
Is  but  the  fruit  of  sin  ? 

2  No,  Lord,  I'll  patiently  submit, 

Nor  ever  dare  rebel ; 
Yet  sure  I  may,  here  at  thy  feer, 
My  painful  feelings  tell. 


Vi'l    V 


HYMN  CXXXVin. 

3  Thou  seest  what  floods  of  sorrow  rise, 

And  beat  upon  my  soul : 

One  trouble  to  another  cries, 

Billows  on  billows  roll. 

4  From  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear, 

My  shipwreck'd  soul  is  tost ; 
Tiltl  am  tempted,  in  despair, 
To  give  up  all  for  lost 

5  Yet  thro'  the  stormy  clouds  I'll  look 

Once  more  to  thee,  my  God  : 
Oh,  fix  my  feet  upon  a  rock, 
Beyond  the  gaping  flood  ! 

6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face, 

Will  set  my  heart  at  ease : 
One  all-commanding  word  of  grace 
Will  make  the  tempest  cease. 

HYMN  137.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddribgt 
Gcd  speaking  peace  to  his  people.    Psalm  lxxxv.  ?. 

1  TTNITE,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 
|_      In  silence  soft  and  sweet  : 

And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 
For  lo  !  the  everlasting  God 

Proclaims  himself  my  Friend. 
5  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sounds  of  peace  convey  ; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 

And  winds  and  seas  obey. 
4  By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart. 

To  grieve  his  love  no  more  ; 
But,  charm'd  by  melody  divine, 

To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

HYMN  13S.    Common  Metre.     Bedlgml 
Mmi  to  confidence  in  God. 
1  ^T~E  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears : 
\_    Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flov. c 
In  one  continued  streanj. 
R  2 


2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; 

God  will  these  powers  restrain  ; 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good  ; 

He  will  for  his  provide  ; 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food^ 
And  give  them  Heaven  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone  : 
He's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Or  death's  tremendous  sting  : 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

6  You  in  his  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 

May  confidently  trust ; 
His  wisdom  guides,  his  power  protects, 

His  grace  rewards  the  just. 
HYMN  139.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  triumph  of  faith  ;  or,  Christ's  unchangeable  hve. 
*  Romans  viii.  33,  &e. 

1  "^^r^HO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  ? 

f  f     'Tis  God  that  justifies  their  souls, 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell  ? 
'Tis  Christ  that  suffer' d  in  their  stead  ; 
And,  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead  ! 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  sits  above, 
For  ever  interceding  there  : 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

4  Shall  persecution  or  distress, 
Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness  ? 

He  that  hath  Iov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  power ; 
ft  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour ; 


HYMN  CXLI.  305 

Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 
6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 
Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love. 
HYMN  140.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 

Our  onvn  weakness,  and  Christ  our  strength.    2  Cor.  xi; 
7,  9,  10. 

1  T   ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 

I  j  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  the  day  : 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me  ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  1  strong; 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

5  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  sufferings,  if  my  Lord  he  there  : 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  w  ith  the  pains, 
While  his  left-hand  my  head  sustains. 

•i  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone, 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise, 
We  find  how  great  our  weakness  is. 

5  So  Sampson,  when  his  hair  was  lost, 
Met  the  Philistines  to  his  cost ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  sad  surprise, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  lost  his  eyes. 
HYMN  141.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
The  examples  of  Christ,  and  the  saints. 

1  1^1  IV E  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
\  T  Within  the  vail,  and  see 

The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  ; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 

With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came  } 

They  with  united  breath. 


596  HYMN  CXUL 

Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  mark'd  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 

(His  zeal  inspired  their  breast :) 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess'd  the  promis'd  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given  ; 
While  the  long  croud  of  witnesses 

Shew  the  same  path  to  heaven. 
HYMN  142.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  safety  and  protection  of  the  Church,    Isaiah  xxvi. 
1,  2, 3,  4,  5, 6. 

1  TTOW  honorable  is  the  place, 

|j[  Where  we  adoring  stand  ; 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land! 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
The  walls  of  strong  salvation  made  ; 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates  ; 

The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 
Enter  ye  nations,  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  our  King. 
\  Here  shall  you  taste  unmingled  joys, 
And  live  in  perfect  peace  ; 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name. 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace, 
5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  trust, 
And  banish  all  your  fears  : 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 
0  What  tho'  the  rebels  dwell  on  high, 
His  arm  shall  bring  them  low  ; 
Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave 
Their  lofty  heads  shall  bow. 
7  On  Babylon  our  feet  shall  tread, 
In  that  rejoicing  hour  ; 
The  ruins  of  her  walls  shall  spread 
A  pavement  for  the  poor. 


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HYMN  CXLIV  5&r 

HYMX  143      Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts 

I  viiion  of  (he  kingdom  of  Chi  iti  among  vicn.    R< 
1,  2,  3,  4. 

1  -w  O,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

|^  To  our  believing  eyes  ! 
The  earth  and  seas  are  pass'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides. 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down. 
Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

Aud  the  bright  armies  sing, 

u  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 

"  Of  your  descending  King. 

4  "  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

"  Removes  his  bless'd  abode  ; 
"  Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
"  And  he  the  loving  God. 

5  "  His  own  kind  hand  shall  wipe  the  tear? 

"  From  every  weeping  eye  ; 
"  And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fear? 
"  And  death  itself  shall  die." 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  Oh,  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 

And  bring  the  welcome  day. 
HYMN  144.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Tlie  beatitudes.    Matt.  v.  2—12. 

1  ["OLESS'D  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 

fj  Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given  j 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven.] 

2  [Bless'd  are  the  men  oi  broken  heart, 
\\Tio  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes.] 

3  [Bless'd  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 

\nd  plead  their  cause  against  the  great.] 


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308  HYMN  CXLV. 

ilessM  are  the  souls,  that  thirst  for  gsace, 
"**'  iunp*  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
Th?y  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  livirg  streams  and  living  bread.] 
5  [BlessM  are  the  men,  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  w.th  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again.] 

BlessM  are  the  pure,  Avhose  hearts  are  clean 

'  om  the  defiling  power  of  sin  ; 
With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity.] 

BlessM  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

kVho  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace.] 
8  [BlessM  are  the  sufferers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward.] 

HYMN  145.     Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  blessedness  of  gospel-times ;  or,  The  revelation  of  Christ 
to  Jeivs  and  Gentiles.  Is?.,  v.  2, 7, 8,  9, 10.  Matt.  xiii.  16, 17 

1  "STJOW"  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

j_  Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 

•'  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour-King; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for. 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 

Prophets  and  kings  desirM  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 


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HYMN  CXLVII. 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  mm 
And  deserts  learn  the 
6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Thro'  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 

rv  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour,  and  their  God. 
HYMN  146.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Trie  pleasures  of  a  good  cot: 

1  T    ORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they, 

|  I  Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  sin  ! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea. 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  swiftly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 

And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  [Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  jovs  come  on. 
But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  ; 

Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  heavenly  hills, 
Where  streams  of  liviug  pleasures  flow, 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undistur'b  upon  their  brow  !] 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys, 
But  "spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 
In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

6  While  w  retched  we,  like  worms  and  moles-, 
Lie  grovelling  in  the  dust  below  : 
Almighty  grace,  renew  our  souls, 

And  we'll  aspire  to  glory  too. 

HYMN  147.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 

rioru 

1  SALVATION  !  Oh,  the  joyful  sound  ! 
j^  'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears"; 

A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound  ; 
A  cordial  for  our  fears.  ' 

2  Bury'd  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heayenlv  dav 


4UU  ni^JxN    UAJL.V11] 

3  Salvation  !  Let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around  ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

HYMN  148.     Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watt*. 

Heavenly  joy.*  on  earth. 
1  [^lOME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
\_J  And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
l2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
Be  banish'd  from  this  place  ! 
Religion  never  was  design'd 

To  make  our  pleasures  less.] 
3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 
That  never  knew  our  God, 
But  favorites  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad, 
'4  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
And  thunders  when  he  please, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  manages  the  seas. 

5  This  awful  God  is  ours, 
Our  Father,  and  our  love  ; 

He  shall  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  shall  we  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin  ; 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Even  now  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

8  [The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below  : 

Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow.] 

9  [The  hill  ofSion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 

Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields. 

Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 


HYMN  CL  101 

lu  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry, 

We're  marching  thro'  Immanucrs  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high.] 
IIVMX  149.     Long  Metre.     Steele. 
Happy  poverty ;  or,  Thtpomr  In  spirit  blessed.    Matt,  i .  3. 

I    \'E  humble  souls,  complain  no  more, 
\    Let  faith  survey  your  future  store  ; 
J  low  happy,  how  divinely  blest, 
The  sacred  words  of  truth  attest. 

J  When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere, 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear  ; 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes, 
Tlit  bright  reversion  in  the  skies. 

.1  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride  : 
In  vain  they  boast  their  little  stores  ; 
Trifles  are  their*  :  a  Kingdom  yours  : 
A  Kingdom  of  immense  delight, 
Where  health,  and  peace,  and  joy  unite  ; 
Where  undeclining  pleasures  rise, 
And  every  wish  hath  full  supplies  : 
\  Kingdom  which  can  ne'er  decay, 
While  time  sweeps  earthly  thrones  away: 
The  state  which  power  and  truth  sustain, 
UumovM  forever  must  remain. 

6  There  shall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
The  glorious  Friend  that  dy'd  for  you  ; 
That  dy'd  to  ransom,  dy'd  to  raise" 

To  crowns  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

7  Jesus  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer  ; 
Reveal,  confirm  my  interest  there  : 
What'er  my  humble  lot  below, 
This,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know. 

fc>  Oh,  let  me  hear  that  voice  divine 
Pronounce  the  glorious  blessing  mine  '. 
Fnroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 
My  largest  w  ishes  ask  no  more. 

HYMN  150.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge 
Rgmcing  in  God.    Jer.  ix.  23.  24. 
I  FWlIlF.  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great, 
Ji     Maintains  his  universal  state"; 


402  HYMN  CLI. 

O'er  all  the  earth  his  power  extends, 

All  Heaven  before  his  footstool  bends. 
2  Yet  Justice  still  with  power  presides, 

And  Mercy  all  his  empire  guides ; 

Mercy  and  Truth  are  his  delight, 

And  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight. 
S  No  more,  ye  Wise,  your  wisdom  boast ; 

No  more,  ye  Strong,  your  valor  trust ; 

No  more,  ye  Rich,  survey  your  store, 

Elate  with  heaps  of  shining  ore. 

4  Glory,  ye  saints,  in  this  alone, 

That  God,  your  God,  to  you  is  known ; 
That  you  have  own'd  his  sovereign  sway  ; 
That  you  have  felt  his  cheering  ray. 

5  Our  Wisdom,  Wealth,  and  Power,  we  find 
In  one  Jehovah  all  combin'd  ; 

On  him  we  fix  our  roving  eyes, 
And  all  our  souls  in  raptures  rise. 

6  All  else,  which  we  our  treasure  call, 
May  in  one  fatal  moment  fall ; 

But  what  their  happiness  can  move, 
Whom  God  the  blessed  deigns  to  love  ? 

HYMN  151.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge 

Rejoicing  in  the  Ways  of  God.    Psalm  cxxxviii.  5. 

1  "T^TOW  let  our  voices  join 
i^l    To  form  a  sacred  song  ; 

Ye  Pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  strait  the  path  appears, 
How  open  and  how  fair  ! 

No  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feet ; 
No  fierce  destroyer  there. 

3  But  flowers  of  Paradise 
In  rich  profusion  spring  : 

The  sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 
In  beauteous  prospect  rise  ; 

And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  sparkle  thro'  the  skies. 


HYMN  GLIII.  403 

5  All  honor  to  his  Name, 

Who  marks  the  shining  way  ; 

To  him,  who  leads  the  w  anderers  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

HYMN  152.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watt?. 

and  Sion.     Hebrew  s  xii.  18,  &c. 
1  "^MVr  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
x^    The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ; 
l2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion's  hill, 
The  city  of  our  God  ; 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  wil]> 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight! 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven  ! 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  sou!  would  rest ; 
The  man  that  dw  ells  w  here  Jesus  is, 

Must  be  for  ever  bless'd. 
HYMN  153.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
The  hope  of  heaven  our  support  under  trials  on  earth. 
1   ~1~R7TIE>»'  1  can  read  my  title  clear 
f  ▼     To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
1  bid  far w  ell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 
-2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  hellish  darts  be  hui Td, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 
3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 
And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 


401  HYMN  CLV. 

May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 

My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all  : 
i  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYMN  154.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Triumph  over  death.    Job  xix.  25,  26,  27. 

1  i^i  REAT  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just, 
\JT  And  nature  must  decay  ; 

I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust> 
To  dwell  with  fellow-clay. 

2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs ; 

For  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 

My  God,  ray  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  mighty  Conqueror  shall  appear 

High  on  a  royal  seat, 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 
Lie  vanquished  at  his  feet, 
i  Tho'  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin  ; 
And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh, 
When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again, 
He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh. 
i  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face 
With  strong,  immortal  eyes, 
And  feast  upon  thy  unknown  grace 

With  pleasure  and  surprise. 
HYMN  155.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 
Freeddfnfr&m  sin  and  misery  in  heaven. 
L   4pfcLTR  sins,  alas  !  how  strong  they  be  ? 
*  f  And  like  a  raging  sea, 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  harry  us  away. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  bow  they  rise  ! 

How  loud  the  tempests  roar  ! 
But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands, 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move ; 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal 
Or  ©col  our  burning  love. 


HYMN  CLVII. 

re  shall  vc  sit,  and  sing  and  tell, 
The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
'Till  heavenly  raptures  tire  our  heart*, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 
5  For  ever  his  dear  sacred  name 
Shalt  dwell  upon  our  tongue  ; 
And  Jesus,  and  salvation,  be 
The  close  of  every  song. 

HYMN  15G.     Long  Metre.     Steele. 
The  presence  of  Christ, the  joy  of  his  people. 

1  rilHE  wondering  nations  have  beheld 

1     The  sacred  prophecy  fulfill'd  j 
And  Angels  hail'd  the  glorious  morn, 
That  shew'd  the  great  Messiah  born  ; 

2  The  prince  !  the  Saviour  !  long  desir'd, 
Whom  men  foretold,  by  Heaven  inspired. 
And  raptur'd  saw  the  blissful  day 

Rise  o'er  the  world  with  healing  ray 

3  Oft,  in  the  temples  of  his  grace, 
His  saints  behold  his  smiling  face  ; 
And  oft  have  seen  his  glory'shine, 
With  power  and  majesty  divine  : 

4  But  soon,  alas  !  his  absence  mourn, 
And  pray  and  wish  his  kind  ratal 
Without  his  life-inspiring  light, 
'Tis  all  a  scene  of  gloomy  night. 

5  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  children  cry. 
Our  graces  droop,  our  comforts  die  : 
Return,  and  let  thy  glories  rise 
Again  to  our  admiring  eyes ; 

6  Till  fiird  with  light,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Thy  courts  below,  like  those  above, 
Triumphant  Hallelujahs  raise, 

And  heaven  and  earth  resound  thy  praise. 
IIYMX  157.    P.M.     l4Sth.    Di-'dodlhtdgf 

At  the  forming  a  Church. 
Isaiah  In.  6,  7.  Matt.  xxi.  13.  ami  Eph.il.  13,  tft 
I    |~1  BEAT  father  of  mankind, 
"  If   "W  e  bless  that  wondrous  grace, 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find 
Within  thy  courts  a  place. 


4U0  111'M.N    (JLVIII. 

How  kind  the  care 
Our  God  displays, 
For  us  to  raise  . 
A  house  of  prayer  ! 

2  Tho'  once  estranged  far, 

We  now  approach  the  throne  ; 
For  Jesus  brings  us  near, 
And  makes  our  cause  his  own. 

Strangers  no  more, 

To  thee  we  come, 

And  find  our  home, 

And  rest  secure. 

3  To  thee  our  souls  we  join, 
And  love  thy  sacred  name  ; 
Xo  more  our  own,  but  thine, 
We  triumph  in  thy  claim. 

Our  Father  King, 
Thy  covenant  grace 
Our  souls  embrace, 
Thy  titles  sing. 

4  Here  in  thy  house  we  feast 
On  danties  all  divine  ; 

And,  while  such  sweets  we  taste, 
With  joy  our  faces  shine. 

Incense  shall  rise 

From  flames  of  love, 

And  God  approve 

The  sacrifice. 

5  May  all  the  nations  throng 
To  worship  in  thy  house  ; 
And  thou  attend  the  song, 
And  smile  upon  their  vows  ; 

Indulgent  still, 

'Till  earth  conspire 

To  join  the  choir 

On  ZwjVs  hill. 
HYMN  158.    Common  Metre.   Dr.  Doddridge. 

Relieving  Christ  in  his  members.    Matt.  xxv.  40. 
1    "TESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 
*|    Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
How  shill  I  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 

How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 


HYMN  CIA.  «07 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 
Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
\\  hut  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 
.*  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 
The  partners  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 
i  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 
And  visited  and  cheer'd  ; 
\nd  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 
5  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love, 
We  in  thy  poor  would  see  ; 
Oh,  let  us  rather  beg  our  bread 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 

HYMN*  159.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Gibbons. 

The  beneficence  of  Christ  for  our  imitation.    Acts  x.  38. 

1  X^tHEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 

\  V     What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day, 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 
That  spread  salvation  through  our  race  ? 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue  ; 
Let  alms  bestow'd,  let  kindness  done 
Be  witness'd  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives. 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thank  : 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank  : 

4  But  he,  who  marks,  from  day  to  day, 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

HYMN  160.    Long  Metre.     Steele. 

To  ivhom  shall  xve  go  but  unto  thee  ?  or,  Life  and  safety  di 

Christ  alone.    John  vi.  67—69. 
I  FTWOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
l    My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend—- 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 


408  HYMN  CLXI. 

2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord  r 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart ; 
On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  oheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine ;  * 
While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call  ; 
*One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  tbem  all. 

5  Thy  name  my  inmost  powers  adore  ; 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
Depart  from  thee — 'tis  death, — 'tis  more — 
'Tis  endless  ruin,  deep  despair  ! 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie  : 
Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine  ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 

HYMN  161.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  institution  of  a  gospel  ministry  from  Christ.    Eph.  iv. 

8,  II,  12. 

1  "jT^ATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 

£*    Smile  on  our  homage  and  our  vows  ; 
While  with  a  grateful  heait  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  Apostles  honor'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame ; 

In  lowlier  forms,  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Pastors  from  hence,  and  Teachers  rise 

V  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And  fed  by  Christ  their  graces  live  : 
While,  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
Mid  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

5  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 
Thro'  the  last  courses  of  the  sun  ; 
While  unborn  churches  by  their  care 
Shall  rise  and  flourish,  large  and  fair 


HYMN  CLXI1I.  409 

..  JestM  our  Lord,  their  hearts  shall  know 
The  Spring,  whence  all  these  blessings  flow  ; 
Pastors  and  People  shout  his  praise 
Thro'  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

HYMN  163.     Common  Metre.    Rippox. 

Prayer  for  Mi$>  io  narks. 
4    f^i  REAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
\H    Are- by  creation  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  Gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasur'd  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
"Till  ever}'  tribe,  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 
i  Oh,  when  shall  Africs  sable  sons 
Enjoy  the  heavenly  word  ; 
And  vassals  long  enslav'd  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord  * 
3  When  shall  th'  untutorM  Heathen  Tribes. 
A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  ImmanueVs  feet, 
And  learn,  and  see  his  grace  ? 
h  Haste,  sovereign  mercy,  and  transform 
Their  cruelty  to  love  : 
Soften  the  tyger  to  a  lamb, 
The  vulture  to  a  dove  ! 
7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  httempt 
To  spread  the  gospel's  rays, 
And  build  on  sin's  deraolish'd  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise  ! 

HYMN  163.    L.  MB,     Dr.  Doddridge. 
Retirement  and  Meditation.    Psalm  iv.  4. 
i  TTJ  ETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

IV  And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  )#>  more  y 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 


410  HYMN  CLXV. 

2  O  thou,  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess, 

In  these  sequester'd  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

3  Thro'  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 
My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide  ; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
'Till  all  be  search'd  and  purify'd. 

4  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 
Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer ; 
'Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove, 
That  God  hath  fix'd  his  dwelling  there. 

HYMN  164.    Long  Metre.    Beddo:vie. 
Reading  the  Scriptures. 

1  £^i  REAT  God,  oppress'd  with  grief  and  fear. 
%Jf  I  take  thy  book,  and  hope  to  find 

Some  gracious  word  of  promise  there, 
To  sooth  the  sorrows  of  my  mind. 

2  I  turn  the  sacred  volume  o'er, 

And  search  with  care  from  page  to  page, 
Of  threat'nings  find  an  ample  store, 
But  nought  that  can  my  grief  assuage. 

3  And  is  there  nought  ?  forbid,  dear  Lord. 
So  base  a  thought  should  e'er  arise  ; 

Til  search  again,  and  while  I  search, 
Oh,  may  the  scales  fall  off  mine  eyes  ! 

4  'Tis  done  ;  and  with  transporting  joy, 
I  read  the  Heaven-inspired  lines  ; 
There  mercy  spreads  its  brightest  beams, 
And  truth  with  dazzling  lustre  shines. 

5  Here's  heavenly  food  for  hungry  souls, 
And  mines  of  gold  t'  enrich  the  poor  : 
Here's  healing  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  salve  for  every  festering  sore. 

HY'MN  165.    Long  Met.     President  Daviis 

Self-examination.    Gal.  iv.  19,  20. 
X  "V^THAT  strange  perplexities  arise  ? 
▼  f     ^Vhat  anxious  fears  and  jealousies  ? 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear  ? 
How  few,  alas,  approv'd  and  clear  ! 


HYMN  CLXYI.  ill 

2  And  what  am  1  r — My  soul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take  : 
Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice,  or  in  heart,  appear  ? 

J  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear  ? 
Is  Jesus  form'd  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 
In  thought,  and  word,  and  action,  shine  ? 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  Oh,  search  me  still ; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal  ; 

My  fears  remove  ;  let  me  appear 

To  God,  and  my  own  conscience,  clear. 

5  Scatter  the  clouds,  which  o'er  my  head 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terrors  spread, 
Lead  me  into  celestial  day, 

And  to  myself,  myself  display. 

6  May  I  at  that  bless'd  world  arrive, 
Where  Christ  thro'  all  my  soul  shall  live, 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there, 
Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fear  ! 

HYMN  166.     Long  Metre.     Steele. 
The  Christianas  noblest  resolution.    Joshua  xxiv.  15. 

1  A  H  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 
j\  Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin  ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain  ; 

A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  May  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  powers  to  serve  the  Lord  ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  ere  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  Oh,  be  his  service  all  mr  joy  ! 
Around  let  my  example  shine, 
rTill  others  love  the  bless'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kiud  commands  rejoice. 

5  Oh,  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  sacred  ways  ; 

Grep.t  God,  accept  my  souI'g 

And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise, 


il'J  HYMN  CLXVI1I. 

HYMN  167.    Long  Met.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

Family  Religion.    Gen.  xviii.  19. 

1  T.1ATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 

_J/    Which  crowns  our  families  -with  peace  ; 
From  thee  they  spring,  and,  hy  thy  hand, 
They  have  been,  and  are  still,  sustain'd. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd  ; 

Who,  Lord  of  Heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows  ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 

i  Oh,  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honors  of  thy  glorious  name  ! 
While  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove, 
To  join  the  family  above. 

HYMN  168.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts, 

The  Lord's  day  ;  or,  The  resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  XJLESS'D  morning,  whose  first  opening  rays 
Jj  Beheld  our  rising  God, 

That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  last  abode  ! 

2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb 

The  dead  Redeemer  lay, 
'Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  Lord,  in  vain  ; 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 

And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 
i  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  Hosannas  shall  proclaim 

The  triumph  of  the  day. 
5  [Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King  ! 
Let  heaven,  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  seas. 

With  glad  Hosannas  ring.] 


HYMN  CLXX.  113 

HYMX  169.    Long:  Metre.     J.  Stknnett. 
The  Sub'jntfi. 

1  A   NOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done  ; 
\^  Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 

Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest  ; 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  bless'd. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  ; 
Provides  an  Antepast  of  Heaven, 

And  gives,  this  day,  the  food  of  seven. 

3  Oh,  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise.. 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies  ; 

And  draw  from  Heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none,  but  he  that  feels  it  knows  ! 

4  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains  : 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains, 

5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  various  scenes  both  old  and  new  ; 
With  praise,  we  think  on  mercies  past : 
With  hope,  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

6  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 

In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away; 

How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus'to  spend, 

In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 

HYMN   170.     Proper  Metre.     148th.     Rippon. 

A  Hymn  for  Lord*  $  day  morning. 

1  A  WAKE,  our  drowsy  souls, 
J\_  Shake  off  each  slothful  bund  ; 
The  wonders  of  this  day 

Our  noblest  songs  demand  ! 
Auspicious  morn  !  thy  blissful  rays, 
Bright  Seraphs  hail  in  songs  of  praise. 

2  At  thy  approaching  dawn, 
Reluctant  Death  resign'd 
The  glorious  Prince  of  Life, 
Its  dark  domains  confin'd  : 

Th'  angelic  host  around  him  bends, 
And  'midst  their  shouts  the  God  ascends 


414  HYMN  CLXXr. 

3  "  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  l" 
Heaven  with  Hosannas  rings  ; 
While  Earth,  in  humbler  strains, 
Thy  praise  responsive  sings  : 

Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  wast  slain, 
Thro'  endless  years,  to  live  and  reign. 

4  Gird  on,  great  God,  thy  sword, 
Ascend  thy  conquering  car, 
While  justice,  truth,  and  love 
Maintain  the  glorious  war  : 

Victorious  thou,  thy  foes  shalt  tread, 
And  sin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 

5  Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 
And  wing  th'  unerring  dart, 
With  salutary  pangs, 

To  each  rebellious  heart : 
Then  dying  souls  for  life  shall  sue, 
Numerous  as  drops  of  morning  dew. 

HYMN  171.    Common  Metre.    B 

A  Hymn  for  the  evening  of  the  Lord's  day. 

I^REQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
_     To  shed  its  quickening  beams ; 
And  yet,  how  slow  devotion  burns  1 
How  languid  are  its  flames  ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end  ; 

4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine ; 

5  Where  we,  in  high  seraphic  strains, 

Shall  all  our  powers  employ  ; 
Delighted  range  th'  etherial  plains, 
A  nd  take  ou r  fi  1 1  of  j oy 


HYMN  CLXX1II.  415 

HVMX  172.     Short  Metre     Dr.  Watts 
The  Lortfs  day  ;  or,  Delight  in  ordinances. 
TELCOME  sweet  day  of  rest, 


■w 


That  saw  the  Lord  arise, 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 
C  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 
Where  God,  my  God,  hath  been, 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 

And  sing  and  bear  herself  away 

To  everlasting  bliss. 
1 1 YMN  1 73.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stennett, 
The  pleasures  of  social  worship. 

1  flOW  charming  is  the  place, 
Jj  I  Where  my  Redeemer  God, 

Unveils  the  beauties  of  hisfaoe, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad ! 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort, 
Are  once  to  be  compar'd  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here  on  the  mercy-seat, 
With  radiant  glory  crown'd, 

Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 
Each  humble  soul  presents  : 

He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 

And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  To  them  his  sovereign  will 
He  graciously  imparts : 

And  in  return  accepts  with  smiles 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts 


41€  HYMN  CLXXV 

6  Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  hlest  abode, 

Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 

The  servants  of  my  God. 

HYMN  174.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  benefit  of  public  ordinances, 

1  A   WAY  from  every  mortal  care, 
J\_  Away  from  earth,  our  souls  retreat :; 
We  leave  this  worthless  world  afar, 
And  wait  and  worship  near  thy  seat 

2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace, 
We  see  thy  feet,  and  we  adore  ; 
We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face, 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power 

3  While  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn. 
United  groans  ascend  on  high  ; 

And  prayer  hears  a  quick  return 

Of  blessings  in  variety. 
i  [If  Satan  rage,  and  sin  grow  strong, 

Here  we  receive  some  cheering  word 

We  gird  the  gospel-armour  on, 

To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord 
5  Or  if  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Our  conscience  pain'd  with  inward  stings^ 

Here  doth  the  righteous  Sun  arise, 

With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings .1 
o  Father  !  my  soul  would  still  abide 

Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  side  ; 

T5ut  if  my  feet  must  hence  depart, 

Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart. 

HYMN  175.     S.  M.    Dr.  Watts' Lyii if. 

Form?  vain  without  Religion. 
I     A  LMIGHTY  Maker,  God  ! 
J\_  How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  glories  how  diftus'd  abroad 
Thro'  the  creation's  frame. 
<2  Nature  in  every  dress 
Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t  express 
.     Thine  undissemWed  prai«e 


HYMN  CLXXVII.  iV 

3  My  soul  would  rise  aud  sing 
To  her  Creator  too, 

would  my  tongue  adore  my  King. 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

4  [But  pride,  that  busy  sin, 
Spoils  all  that  I  perform, 

Curs'd  pride,  that  creeps  securely  in. 
And  swells  a  haughty  worm.] 

5  Create  my  soul  anew  ; 
Else  all  my  worship's  vain  ; 

This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  be  true. 
Until  'tis  form'd  again. 

6  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days, 

\nd  to  my  God,  my  soul  ascend 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 
HYMN  J 76.     Long  Metre.     Rippo\. 
EseJriel'i  Virim  oftfie  di-y  bones.     Ezek.  \xx » . 

1  T   OOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye  ; 

I  £  See  Admits  race  in  ruin  lie  ; 
Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 
And  scatters  slaughter'd  heaps  around. 

2  And  can  these  mouldering  corpses  live  ; 
And  can  these  perish'd  bones  revive  ? 
That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known  : 
That  wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

J  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain  ; 
In  vain  they  call,  id  vain  they  cry, 
'Till  thine  Almighty  aid  is  nigh. 
4-  But,  if  thy  spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death  ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice  ; 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 
5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 
Shall  shake  the  Heavens,  and  rend  the  ground. 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 

HYMN  177.     Com.  Met.     Rirpox. 
Duties  and  Privileges.    Jude  20,  21. 
1  "WW/'HILE  sinners,  who  presume  to  bear 
?  T     The  Christian's  sacred  name, 
S2 


Throw  up  the  reins  to  every  lust, 
And-glory  in  their  shame  ; 

2  Ye  saints,  preserv'd  in  Christ,  and  calVd, 

Detest  their  impious  ways ; 

And  on  the  basis  of  your  faith 

An  heavenly  temple  raise. 

3  Upon  the  Spirit's  promis'd  aid 

Depend  from  day  to  day, 
And,  while  he  breathes  his  quickening  gale, 
Adore,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

4  Preserve  unquench'd  your  love  to  God ; 

And  let  the  flame  arise, 
And  higher  and  still  higher  blaze, 
'Till  it  ascends  the  skies. 
3  With  a  transporting  joy  expect 
The  grace,  your  Lord  shall  give, 
When  all  his  saints  shall  from  his  hands 
Their  crowns  of  life  receive. 
HYMN  178.    148th.    Proper  Met.    B.  Francis, 
On  opening  a  place  of  worship. 
N  sweet  exalted  strains 
.__  The  King  of  Glory  praise  ; 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 
Thro'  everlasting  days ; 
He,  with  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 
Sustains  or  sinks  the  distant  poles. 

2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne, 
His  throne  of  grace  divine  ; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 
And  wide  his  glories  shine  : 

Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  rest, 

Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest 

3  Then,  King  of  Glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome, 
This  people  as  thy  own  : 

Beneath  this  roof,  Oh,  (Vign  to  show. 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below 

4  Here,  may  thine  ears  attend 
Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend 
All  fragrant  to  the  skies  : 


i 


HYMN  CLXXX.  4i9 

Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  the  joys  of  heaven  around 

5  Here,  may  th'  attentive  throng 
Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love, 
And  converts  join  the  song 
Of  Seraphim  above, 

And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board. 
With  sacred  joy  and  sweet  accord. 

6  Here,  may  our  unborn  sons 
And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 
And  shine  like  polish'd  stones, 
Thro'  long  succeeding  days  ; 

Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore. 

HYMN  1 70.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  WrATTS. 
Baptism.     Matthew  xwiii.  19.     Acts  ii.  38. 

1  FWlW  AS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 

I    Go  teach  the  nations  and  baptize^ 
The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word, 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 

2  He  sits  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  sends  his  covenant,  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  heathen  lands. 

3  Repent,  and  be  baptized,  he  saith, 
For  the  remission  of  v  our  sins  ; 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shews  us  what  his  gospel  means 

4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 
As  water  makes  our  bodies  clean  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Descends  like  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee, 
And  seal  our  covenant  with  the  Lord  ; 
Oh,  may  the  great  Eternal  Three 

In  heaven  our  solemn  vows  record  ! 

HYMN  180.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Children  devoted  to  God.    Gen.  xvii.  7,  10.    Acts  xvi.  14, 

15,  33. 

(For  those  who  practice  infant  baptism.) 

1  npHUS  saith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

Jt    F 11  be  a  God  to  thee  : 


420  HYMN  CLXXXD. 

ril  bless  thy  numerous  race,  and  they 
Shall  be  a  seed  for  me. 

2  Abra'm  believ'd  the  promised  grace, 

And  gave  his  son  to  God; 
But  water  seals  the  blessing  now, 
That  once  was  seal'd  with  blood. 

3  ThusLydia  sanctify'd  her  house, 

When  she  receiv'd  the  word  ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
His  household  to  the  Lord. 

4  Thus  later  saints,  eternal  King  ! 

Thine  ancient  truths  embrace  ; 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

HYMN  1 81.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Circumcision  and  Baptism, 
Written  only  for  those  who  practice  the  baptism  of  infant*. 

1  rpHUS  did  the  sons  of  Abra'm  pass 

[_    Lender  the  bloody  seal  of  grace  ; 
The  young  disciples  bore  the  yoke, 
'Till  Christ  the  painful  bondage  broke. 

2  By  milder  ways  doth  Jesus  prove 
His  Father's  covenant,  and  his  love  : 
He  seals  to  saints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  not  forbids  their  infant-race. 

3  Their  seed  is  sprinkled  with  his  blood  ; 
Their  children  set  apart  for  God  ; 

His  Spirit  on  their  offspring  shed, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 
i  Let  every  saint  with  cheerful  voice 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  children  in  their  early  days, 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abra'm  praise. 
HYMX  182.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Believers  buried  -with  Christ  in  Baptism.    Romans  vi.  3.  ■*% 
&c. 

1  T\0  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 

wl9  That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord  : 
Baptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin. 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Raos'd  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death  ; 


HYMN  CLXXXIV.  4*1 

So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 
And  lives  to  God  above  the  skits 
.    \  o  more  let  sin  or  satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  flesh  again  : 
The  rarious  lusts  we  serv'd  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

HYMN  183.    Com.  Met.     Dr.  Watts. 
Faith  assisted  by  sense  ;  or,  Prenehing,  bajjtism,  and  tint 
Lord's  supper. 
1   "Jk/f  Y  Saviour-God,  my  sovereign  Prince. 
j^m    Kcigns  far  above  the  skies  ; 
But  brings  his  graces  down  to  sense, 
And  helps  my  faith  te  rise. 
"2  My  eyes  and  ears  shall  bless  his  name. 
They  read  and  hear  his  word  : 
My  touch  and  taste  shall  do  the  same. 
When  they  receive  the  Lord, 

3  Baptismal  water  is  design'd 

To  seal  his  cleansing  grace, 
While  at  his  feast  ot  bread  and  wine 
He  gives  his  saints  a  place. 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  a  flood 

Can  make  my  flesh  so  clean. 
As  by  his  spirit  and  his  blood 
He'll  wash  my  soul  from  sin. 

5  Xot  choicest  meats,  or  noblest  wines. 

So  much  my  heart  refresh, 
As  when  my  faith  goes  thro'  the  signs. 
And  feeds  upon  his  flesh. 

6  I  love  the  Lord  that  stoops  so  low, 

To  give  his  word  a  seal : 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow, 

Exceeds  the  figures  still. 
HYMN  184.     Com.  Met.     Dr.  Doddridgl 

A  firactitnl  improvoiuni  of  Baptism*    Col.  iii.  1 . 
1      A   TTEXD,  ye  children  of  your  God: 
j\_  \e  heirs  of  glory,  hear  ;  * 
For  accents,  so  divine  as  these, 

Might  charm  the  dullest  ear. 
♦2  Baptiz'd  into  your  Saviour's  death. 

Ybnr  souls  to  sin  must  die  ; 


il  X  iUil       \SM-iJ1>.J±j&.  V    . 


With  Christ  your  Lord,  ye  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 
3  There  hy  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 
Enthron'd  divinely  fair  ; 
Yet  owns  himself  your  brother  still, 
And  your  forerunner  there. 
*  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 
On  wings  of  faith  and  love ; 
Above  your  choicest  treasure  lies, 
And  be  your  hearts  above. 
5  But  earth  and  sin  will  drag  us  down, 
When  we  attempt  to  fly  ; 
Lord,  send  thy  strong  attractive  power 
To  raise  and  fix  us  high. 

HYMN  185.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  Lord's  supper  instituted.    1  Cor.  xi.  23,  &c. 
!   'nnWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
JL    When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes  t 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd  and  brake  ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

3  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin9 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ; 

Then  took  the  cup,  and  bless'd  the  wine  : 
'77s  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 

4  [For  us  his  flesh  with  nails  was  torn, 
He  bore  the  scourge,  he  felt  the  thorn ; 
And  Justice  pour'd  upon  his  head 

Its  heavy  vengeance  in  our  stead. 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt, 

To  buv  the  pardon  of  our  guilt,        , 
When  for  black  crimes  of  greatest  size, 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice  ] 

6  Do  this  (he  cry'd)  'till  time  shall  end, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  friend  ; 
JWeet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord, 


W 


HYMN  CLXXXVI1.  423 

7  [Jesus,  thy  frast  we  celebrate, 

We  shew  tliy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
'Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb] 

HYMN  186.     Common  Metre.     Steele. 
An  invitation  to  the  gospel  feast.    Luke  xiv.22. 

1  "\7E  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

\    Behold  a  royal  feast  ! 
'Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
For  eveiy  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms  ; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room — 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  Father  reconcil'd 

Invites  your  souls  to  come  ; 

The  rebel  shall  be  call'd  a  child, 

And  kindly  welcom'd  home. 

5  Oh,  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
"While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  : 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore  ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

HYMN  187.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  J.  Stinnett. 
A  Sacramental  Hymn, 
1  T   ORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
|  j  The  wonders  of  thy  grace  : 
But  most  of  all  admire,  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place  : — 


424  HYMN  CLXXXVill 

2  I,  that  am  alldehTd  with  sin, 

A  rebel  to  ray  God  ; 
I,  that  have  crucify'd  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room  ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  "Eat,  O  my  friends,"  the  Saviour  cries, 

"  The  feast  was  made  for  you  : 
(i  For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  dy'd, 

"  And  rose  and  triumph'd  too." 
">  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts. 

Lord,  we  accept  thy  love  : 
'Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had, 

What  will  it  be  above  i3 

6  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  praising  powers  ; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love  : 
Xo  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

7  Had  I  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  : 
Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 

HYMN  188.     Long  Metre.     Steele, 
Communion  ivith  Christ  at  his  table. 
¥¥\0  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 

I      (Dear  name,  by  heaven  and  earth  adorY!  ! 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low  : 

Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs, 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  worship  at  his  feet ; 
Oh,  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love  ! 

*  Let  faith  our  feeble  senses  aid, 
To  see  thy  wondrous  love  displayed  ; 
Thy  broken  flesh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
Thy  dreadful,  agonizing  pains. 


HYMN  CXf  42  > 

s  Let  humble,  penitential  woe, 

With  painful,  nlrnifc  anguish,  flow  ; 

And  thy  forgiving  smiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 
HYMN  189.     Short  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Communion  jcit/i  Christ,  and  irith  saints.     1  Cor.  n.  16,  17. 

1  [  TESUS  invites  his  saints 

if    To  meet  around  his  board  ; 
Here  pardon'd  rebels  sit,  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh  ; 
He  bids  us  drink  his  blood  ; 

Amazing  favor  !  matchless  grace 
Of  our  descending  God  !] 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine 
Maintain  our  tainting  breath, 

By  union  with  our  living  Lord 
And  iinerest  in  his  death. 

4  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one  ; 

We  the  young  children  of  his  love. 
And  he  the  first-born  Son. 

5  We  are  but  several  parts 
Of  the  same  broken  bread  ; 

One  body  hath  its  several  limbs, 
But  Jesus  is  the  head. 

6  Let  all  our  powers  be  join'd. 
His  glorious  name  to  raise  : 

Pleasure  and  love  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 
HYMN  190.     Com.  Met.  Dr.  Watts. 
■  tUtumUU  in  the  blood  of  Christ ;  or,  Tk 
Client  scckd. 
i    fXl  HE  pro  roue  yf  mi  <  Fa  ther  s  love 
JL     Shall  stand  forever  good  ; 
He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  sealed  the  grace  with  blood. 
J  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word, 
1  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 


426  HYMN  CXCII. 

3  The  light,  and  strength,  and  pardoning  grace. 

And  glory,  shall  be  mine  ; 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath  ; 
'Twas  purchas'd  with  a  dying  groan  ; 
And  ratify'd  in  death. 

5  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  his  name, 

Who  bless'd  us  in  his  will. 

And  to  his  testament  of  love, 

Made  his  own  life  the  seal. 

HYMN  191.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts. 

Christ  is  the  bread  of  life.    John  vi.  31,  35, 39. 

1  *¥"   ET  us  adore  th  eternal  word, 
JLi  'Tis  he  our  souls  hath  fed  ; 
Thou  art  our  living  stream,  O  Lord, 

And  thou  th'  immortal  bread. 

2  [The  manna  came  from  lower  skies ; 

But  Jesus  from  above, 
Where  the  fresh  springs  of  pleasure  rise* 
And  rivers  flow  with  love. 

3  The  Jews,  the  fathers,  died  at  last, 

Who  ate  that  heavenly  bread  : 
But  these  provisions  which  we  taste, 
Can  raise  us  from  the  dead.] 

4  Bless'd  be  the  Lord,  that  gives  his  flesh 

To  nourish  dying  men  : 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh, 
Lest  we  should  faint  again. 

5  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heavenly  breath, 

While  Jesus  finds  supplies  : 
Nor  shall  our  graces  sink  to  death, 
For  Jesus  never  dies. 

6  [Dailjr  our  mortal  flesh  decays : 

But  Christ,  our  life,  shall  come  ; 
His  unresisted  power  shall  raise 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb.] 
HYMN  192.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  memorial  of  our  absent  Lord.    John  xvi.  16,    Luke 

xxii.  19.    John  xiv.  3. 
1    TESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 
it*   Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not  \ 


HYMN  CXC1II  W 

Ami  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

J  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face  ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread 
With  his  own  flesh  and  dying  blood  ; 
"We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 
And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  the  Gou\ 

i  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

5  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

6  [Our  eyes  look  upwards  to  the  hills, 
\Vhence  our  returning  Lord  shall  come  , 
"We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels, 

To  fetch  our  longing  spirits  home.] 
HYMN  193.    Long  Metre.    D.  Turner. 
Set  him  abox'e  all  principalities  and  powers— IVorthy  is   the 
Lamb  that  was  slain  to  receive  glory  and  blessing.    Eph.  i' 
21.     Rev.  v.  12. 

1  1^7"  O W  far  above  these  starry  skies, 
J^l    Our  Jesus  fills  his  brighter  throne, 
Invisible  to  mortal  eyes, 

But  not  to  humble  faith  unknown. 

2  [The  countless  hosts  that  round  him  stand, 
The  subjects  of  his  sovereign  power  ; 

Fly  thro'  the  world  at  his  command, 
Or  prostrate  at  his  feet  adore. 

3  Satan  and  all  his  rebel  crew 

That  rag'd  to  pull  his  kingdom  down, 
Crush'd  by  his  hand,  in  ruin  now, 
Lie  trembling  at  his  awful  frown. 

4  His  name  above  all  creatures  great, 
He  all  sustains,  and  all  controls  ; 
Yet  from  his  high  exalted  state, 
Looks  kindlv  down  on  humble  souU.] 


428  HYMN  CXCIV. 

~>  Tho'  in  the  glories  he  possess'd, 
Long  ere  this  world,  or  time  began, 
He  shines  the  Son  of  God  confess'd, 
Yet  owns  himself  the  son  of  man. 

6  Here  once  in  agonies  he  died, 
Now  in  the  heaven  he  ever  lives  ; 
Of  joy  there  pours  th'  eternal  tide, 
Here  saves  the  sinner  who  believes. 

7  All  hail !  thou  great  Immanuel,  hail  ! 
Ten  thousand  blessings  on  thy  name  ! 
While  thus  thy  wondrous  love  we  tell, 
Our  bosoms  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

%  Come,  quickly  come,  immortal  King  ! 

On  earth  thy  regal  honors  raise  ; 

The  full  salvation  promis'd,  bring; 

Then  every  tongue  shall  sing  thy  praise  1 
HYMN  194.     Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Christ  cruc/fied,  the  wisdom  and  pmver  of  God. 
X  "^r ATURL  with  open  volume  stands, 

J[^(    To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad, 

And  every  labor  of  his  hands 

Shews  something  worthy  of  a  God  : 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescu'd  man, 
His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines; 
Here  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn 
In  precious  blood,  and  crimson  lines. 

3  [Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete  ; 
Nor  man  can  guess,  nor  reason  prove, 
Which  of  the  letters  best  is  writ, 

The  power,  the  wisdom,  or  the  love.] 

4  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  strangely  join, 
Piercing  his  Son  with  sharpest  smart, 
To  make  the  purchased  pleasures  mine. 

3  Oh  !  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 
Where  God  the  Saviour  lov'd,  and  died  ! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 
From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  side. 

6  I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name, 
In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown  ; 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
\nd  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 


HYMN  CXCVI. 

HYMN  195.     Com.  Met.     Dr.Wi 
Divine  kve  making  a  feast,  and  cnUin?  (he  gvestt. 
Lakes*  17, 

1  wjk  OW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 

|    With  Christ  within  the  doors  j 
While  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

2  Here  in  the  language  of  a  God 

Divine  compassion  rolls  ; 
Here  peace  and  pardon  bought  with  bio 

Is  food  for  dying  souls. 
:.  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongues, 

"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 
4  "  "Why  was  1  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"  And  enter  while  there's  room  ; 
"  When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice.. 

"  And  rather  starve  than  come  !** 
!  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  fea^. 

That  sweetly  forcrd  us  in  ; 
Else  we  had  still  refus'd  to  taste, 

And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 

6  [Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God  ! 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come  : 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  3trangers  home. 

7  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full  ; 

That  all  the  chosen  race 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul. 

Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.] 
HYMN  196.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watt, 
T/ie  smg  cf  Simeon,  Luke  ii.  23  :  or,  a  sight  of  ( 
makes  death  ea  iy. 

1  ^T OW  have  our  hearts  eiubrac'd  our  God, 
J^    We  would  forget  all  earthly  charms, 
And  wish  to  die  as  Simeon  would', 

With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  should  learn  that  joyful  song, 
Were  but  our  hearts  prepared  like  his  ; 
"  Our  souls  still  willing  to  he  gone, 

*  And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace. 


450  HYMN  CXCV1H. 

3  "  Here  we  have  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
"  And  view'd  salvation  with  our  eyes, 
"  Tasted  and  felt  the  living  word/ 

"  The  bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

4  "  Thou  hast  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb,       * 
"  Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face, 

"  To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  name, 
"  And  shew  the  wonders  of  "thy  grace. 

5  "He  is  our  light;  our  Morning-star 

"  Shall  shine  on  nations  yet  unknown  ; 
"  The  glory  of  thine  Israel  here, 
"  And  joy  of  spirits  near  thy  throne." 
HYMN  197.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts. 

Divine  glories  and  graces. 

1  TTOW  are  thy  glories  here  display  M, 
Jfl  Great  God!  how  bright  they  shine, 
While,  at  thy  word,  we  break  the  bread, 

And  pour  the  flowing  wine  ! 

2  Here  thine  avenging  justice  stands, 

And  pleads  its  dreadful  cause  ; 
Here  saving  mercy  spreads  her  hands, 
Like  Jesus  on  the  cross. 

3  Thy  sait:ts  attend  with  every  grace 

On  this  great  sacrifice  : 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face, 
And  faith  with  fixed  eyes. 

4  Our  hope  in  waiting  posture  sits, 

To  heaven  directs  her  sight ; 
Here  every  warmer  passioii  meets, 
And  warmer  powers  unite. 

5  Zeal  and  revenge  perform  their  part, 

And  rising  sin  destroy  ; 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart, 
Yet  not  forbids  our  joy. 
Q  Dear  Saviour,  change  our  faith  to  sight, 
Let  sin  forever  die  ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  be  all  delight, 

And  every  tear  be  dry. 
HYMN  198.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
A  Morning  Hymn.    Pari,  xix.  5,  8.  and  lxx;.ii.  24, 25. 
1   £^i  OD  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice, 
\Jf  The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 


iiYMX  excix.  43; 

And  like  a  pant  doth  rejoice 
To  run  his  journey  thro'  the  skies. 
.  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  East, 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins. 
And  without  weariness  or  rest, 
Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  shines. 

3  Oh,  like  the  sun,  may  I  fulfil 
Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day, 
AVith  ready  mind  and  active  will, 
March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way 

4  But  I  shall  rove,  and  lose  the  race, 
If  God,  my  Sun,  should  disappear, 
And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wild  maze, 
To  follow  every  wandering  star. 

5  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 

Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure. 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

6  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compar'd  with  this. 

HYMN  199.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts 

An  evening  Hyrun.    Psal.  iv.  S,  ar.tl  iii.  5,  o.  and  cxliii.  * 
1  fTjlHCS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 

I    Thus  tar  his  power  prolongs  my  days  ; 

And  every  evening  shall  make  known 

Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 
-  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste. 

And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  ; 

Rut  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 
3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 

"While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 
*  In  vain  the  sons  of  t  arth  or  hell 

Tell  me  a  thousand  frightful  things  ; 

My  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell 

Beueath  the  shadow  of  his  wiugs. 


*52  HYMN  CU. 

5  [Faith  in  thy  name  forbids  my  fear  . 
Oh,  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart  ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart. 

6  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound.] 

HYMN  200.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts. 
A  morning  song. 

1  |^kNCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
\y  Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ;, 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats. 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 
3  ?Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame  ; 
My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame  j 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 
i  [On  a  poor  worm  thy  power  might  tread, 
And  f  could  ne'er  withstand  : 
Thy  justice  might  have  crush'd  me  dead, 
But  mercy  held  thine  hand.  _ 
5  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled 
Since  the  last  setting  sun  ; 
And  yet  thou  lengthenest out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run.] 
B  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

HYMN  201.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts 

An  evening  song. 

1  [""H~\REA1")  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 

f_  *  Like  holy  incense  rise  ; 
Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Thro'  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard, 


I1VMX  CCIU 

>ull  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepar'd] 
i  Perpetual  blessings  from  abov« 
Incompass  me  around, 
But  Oh,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  that  died 

To  save  my  wretched  soul  ? 
How  are  my  follies  multiplied, 
Fast  as  the  minutes  roll ! 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine. 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 

6  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pardoning  bleod, 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 

Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 
HYMN  902.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

A  song  for  morning  and  evening.    Lamentations  iii.  21. 
Isaiah  xlv.  7. 

1  ~%.#Y  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
i^'JL  Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command  ; 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN  203.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
A  hymn  for  morning  and  evening. 

1  TTTTOSAXNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 

IX  To  God's  upholding  hand  ; 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 

2  That  was  a  most  amazing  power, 

Thatrais'd  us  with  a  word  ; 
T 


434  HYMN  CCIV< 

And  every  day,  and  every  hour 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  evening  rests  our  weary  head. 

And  angels  guard  the  room  : 
We  wake  ;  and  we  admire  the  bed* 
That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 

4  The  rising  morning  can't  assure, 

That  we  shall  end  the  day  ; 
For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door. 
To  take  our  lives  away. 

5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin 

To  God's  avenging  law  ; 
We  own  thy  grace,  immorfal  King  ! 
In  every  gasp  we  draw. 

6  God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 

Our  joy  and  safety  brings  : 
Our  feeble  flesh  lies  safe  at  night 
Beneath  his  shady  wings. 
HYMN  204.     Short  Metre.     S— 
A  morning  Hymn. 

1  £jEE  how  the  mounting  sun 
J^5   Pursues  his  shining  way  ; 

A.nd  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise. 
With  every  brightening  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 
Its  heavenly  Parent  sing  ; 

And  to  its  great  Original 

The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down 
Beneath  his  guardian  care  ! 

I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near  ! 

4  Thus  does  thine  arm  support 
This  weak  defenceless  frame  ; 

But  whence  these  favors,  Lord,  to  me. 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 

5  Oh,  how  shall  I  repay 
The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 
The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 
I  bring  my  sacrifice  ; 


HYMN  CCYI. 

Cleaned  by  thy  blood,  it  shall  »« 
With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 

7  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
\nd  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

HYMN  005.    Long  Metre.     Rippos 
An  entning  Hymn. 

1  f^i  RE  AT  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song, 
\J[  With  humble  gratitude  I  raise, 

Oh,  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days  unclouded,  as  they  pass, 
And  every  gentle,  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondious  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched  heart, 
Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful,  can  from  thee  depart, 

And  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove. 

i  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 
Of  Jesus  :  his  dear  name  alone 
I  plead  for  pardon  gracious  God, 
And  kiud  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

5  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eye-lids  close. 
With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame  ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  mav  I  repose, 
And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 
HYMN  206.     Common  Metre.     Rippo>". 
Summer — an  Harvcm  Hymn. 

1  nnO  praise  the  ever  bom  tcous  Lord, 

L    My  soul, wake  all  th^  powers: 
He  calls,  and  at  bis  voice  co^ie  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

2  His  eovenai  earth  he  keeps ; 

My  to ague,  hi    goodneaj  i 
Summer  and  wii  then?  time  i 

His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  How  crop  ; 

With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away. 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 


43G  HYMN  CCVIH. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness  : 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 

5  Then,  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop  ; 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sow'd  in  hope. 

HYMN  207.    Common  Metre.    Steele, 
Winter. 
1    £1  TERN  Winter  throws  his  icy  chains 
^  Encircling  nature  round  : 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd  !         % 
:2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 
And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns 

In  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
Confin'd  in  cold,  inactive  chains ; 
How  desolate  and  sad  ! 

4  Return,  O  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul  reviving  ray  ; 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

5  O  happy  state,  divine  abode, 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns  ; 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains  ! 

6  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 

Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 
HYMN  208.    Long  Metre.     Rirpojr. 
The  Seison?   rjivned  xvkh  Goodness.    Psalm  lxv.  11. 

1  J^  TERN  \L  Source  of  every  joy  ! 

|v  Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 
To  hail  thee,  Sovereign  of  the  Year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 

Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  wholes 


HYMN  CCIX.  4.17 

The  Sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skiea. 

3  The  flowery  Spring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  Summer  rays  with  vi^or  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  aud  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hantf,  in  Autumn,  richly  pours 
Thro'  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
And  Winters,  sotten'd  by  thy  care, 
No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days 
Demand  successive  songs  of  pfaise  ; 
And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 

With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

6  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes, 
'Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

HYMX  209.    Long  Metre.     Rippo*. 

Help  obtained  of  God.    Acts  xxvi.  22. 

Keic-Teai^s  Day. 

1  £^i  REAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
I  j"  By  which  supported  still  we  stand  : 
The  opening  year  thy  meicy  shews  ; 

Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed  ; 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Ador'd  thro'  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tougues, 
Our  Helper-God,  in  whom  we  trust, 

In  better  worlds  cur  souls  shall  boan. 


438  HYMN  CCXI. 

HYMN  210.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Life  ike  day  of  grace  and  hope.    Eccl.  ix.  4,  5, 6,  10. 

1  "1    IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
\j>  The  time  t*  insure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  {"Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven  ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may, 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die  ; 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  memory  and  their  sense  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

-i  [Their  hatred,  and  their  love,  is  lost ; 
Their  envy  bury'd  in  the  dust ; 
They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun.] 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue, 
Since  no  device,  nor  work,  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

0  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  past 

In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste  ; 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 
HYMN  211.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Youth  and  judgment.    Eccl.  xi.  9. 

1  "^7^  so,,s  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 

|_     Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue  ; 
Taste  the  delights  your  souls  desire, 
And  give  a  loose  to  all  your  fire. 

2  Pursue  the  pleasures  you  design, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  songs  and  wine  ; 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth  ;  but  know, 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too. 

3  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  thoughts, , 
His  book  records  your  secret  faults  ; 
The  works  of  darkness  you  have  done, 
Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due 
Should  strike  vour  hearts  with  terror  thro' 


HYMN  CCXIU 

will  ye  stand  before  his 
Or  answer  for  his  injur'd  gra< 
5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  then 
From  these  alluring  vanities, 
And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 
\wake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

HYMN  212.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 

t§  youth  ;  or,  Old  age  and  death  in  an  uncr 

'  state.    Eccl.  xiiT  1,  7.     Isa.  lxv.  20. 

1  'VfOW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
1^|    Remember  your  Creator,  God  : 
Behold  the  months  come  hastening  on, 
When  you  shall  say,  My  joy*  are  gone. 

2  Behold  the  aged  sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again  ; 
The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Ascends  to  God  ;  not  there  to  dwell. 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 

■b  Eternal  King  !  I  fear  thy  name  : 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am  ; 
And,  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove. 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 
HYMN  213.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts, 
The  shortness  of  life  and  the  goodness  of  God. 

1  fTlIME  I  what  an  empty  vapor  'tis, 

[    And  days,  how  swift  they  are  ! 
Swift  as  the  archer's  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  shooting  6 tar. 

2  [The  present  moments  just  appear, 

Then  slide  away  in  haste  ; 
That  we  can  never  say,  They're  here, 
But  only  say,  They're  past.] 
8  [Our  life  is  ever  en  the  wing, 
And  death  is  ever  nigh  ; 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 
We  all  begin  to  die.] 
4  Yet,  mighty  God!  our  fleeting  day9 
Thy  lasting  favors  share  : 


44U  MYM.N   ^UAiY. 

Yet  with  the  bounties  ot  thy  grace, 
Thou  loacTst  the  rolling  year. 
5  'Tis  sovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 
And  we  are  cloth'd  with  love  ; 
"While  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  road, 
That  leads  our  souls  above. 
5  His  goodness  runs  an  endless  round  ; 
All  glory  to  the  Lord  ! 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound ; 
And  be  his  name  ador'd. 
7  Thus  we  begin  the  lasting  song  : 
And  when  we  close  our  eyes, 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praise  prolong 
Till  time  and  nature  dies. 

HYMN  214.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  9.  Sten^ett. 
Early  piety.    Matt.  xii.  20. 

1  iryO^  s°ft tne  words  my  Saviour  speaks  ! 
jf|   How  kind  the  promises  he  makes  ; 
A  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

2  The  humble  poor  he  wont  despise, 
Nor  on  the  contrite  sinner  frown  ; 
His  ear  is  open  to  their  cries, 
He  quickly  sends  salvation  down. 

3  When  piety  in  early  minds, 
Like  tender  buds  begins  to  shoot, 
He  guards  the  plants  from  threatening  winds. 
And  ripens  blossoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  humble  souls  he  bears  a  part 
In  all  the  sorrows  they  endure  : 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 
His  promise  is  for  ever  sure. 

5  He  sees  the  struggles  that  prevail 
Between  the  powers  of  grace  and  sin  : 
He  kindly  listens  while  they  tell 
The  biiter  pangs  they  feel  within. 

6  Tho'  press*  d  with  fears  on  every  side, 
They  know  not  how  the  strife  may  end ; 
Yet  he  will  soon  the  cause  decide, 
And  judgment  unto  victory  send, 


HYMN  DC  S  Ml 

HYMN  215.    Com.  Mel      Dr  Doddridgf. 

The  encouragement  young  •  .  :;rist. 

I  r,i.  17. 

Y^E  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 
In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

"  Is  sure  my  love  to  gain  ; 

1  those  that  early  seek  my  grace, 
M  Shall  never  seek  id  vain." 

4  "What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move. 

If  once  comparM  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  nay  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

5  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 

For  here  true  bliss  I  find. 
HYMN  216.    L.  M.     Dr.  Watts'  Sermons 
uth  falling  short  Mark  x.  21. 

1  ^%  l"^~'Srr  all  tne  charms  of  nature,  then, 
<f  J    ^°  hopeless  to  salvation  prove  ? 
Can  hell  demand,  can  heaven  condemn, 
The  man  whom  Jesus  deigns  to  love  ? 

'2  The  man  who  sought  the  ways  of  truth. 
Paid  friends  and  neighbors  all  their 
A  modest,  sober,  lovely  youth, 
Who  thought  he  wanted  nothing  now  : 

9  But  mark  the  change  :  thus  spake  the  Lord, 
u  Come,  part  with  earth  for  heaven  to-d 
The  youth,  astonish M  at  the  word, 
In  silent  sadness  went  his  way. 

4  Poor  virtues,  that  he  boasted  so, 
This  test  unable  to  endure, 
Let  Christ,  and  grace,  and  glory  go, 
To  make  his  land  and  monev  sure. 
T  2 


442  HYMN  CCXVIII. 

5  Ah,  foolish  choice  of  treasures  here  ! 
Ah,  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold  ! 

Must  this  base  world  be  bought  so  dear  r 
And  life  and  heaven  so  cheaply  sold  ? 

6  In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  shine, 
If  this  vile  passion  governs  me  ; 
Transform  my  soul,  O  love  divine  ! 
And  make  me  part  with  all  for  thee. 

HYMN  217.     Com  Met     Dr.  Watts. 
Frail  life,  and  succeeding  eternity . 

1  npiHEE  we  adore,  eternal  Name  ! 

|_    And  humbly  own  to  thee, 

How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame  ; 

What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 

2  [Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  months  and  days  increase  ; 

And  every  beating  pulse,  we  tell, 

Leaves  the  small  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave  ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  whatever  we  be, 
We're  travelling  to  the  grave.] 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  thro'  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 
Th7  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

6  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath ; 
And  yet,  how  unconcern'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense. 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  ; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

HYMN  218.    Short  Metre.    Fawcett. 

Hmv  shall  a  young  man  c  leanse  his  way.  Psalm  cxiXv  S\ 

1  X  X7TTH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 

ff    My  God,  to  thee  I  pray ; 


HYMN  CCXIX. 

Oh,  make  me  learn  -whilst  I  am  young, 
How  I  may  cleanse  my  way. 

2  Now  in  my  early  days. 
Teach  me  thy  will  to  know  ; 

0  God,  thy  sanctifying  grace 

Betimes  on  me  bestow. 

3  Make  an  unguarded  youth 
The  object  of  thy  care  ; 

Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 

And  fly  from  every  snare, 
i  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 

Renew  by  power  divine  ; 
Cnite  it  to  thyself  alone, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

5  Oh,  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ  ; 
Be  this  through  all  my  following  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

6  To  what  thy  laws  impart 
Be  my  whole  soul  inclin'd  ; 

Oh,  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart, 
And  sanctify  my  mind. 

7  May  thy  young  servant  learn, 
By  these  to  cleanse  his  way  ; 

And  may  I  here  the  path  discern, 
That  leads  to  endless  day. 

HYMN  219.    L.  M.     President  Davies. 

y<a tonal  Judgments  deprecated,  and  natio ncl  mtrckt  /     -  j . 

Amos  iii.  1—6. 

1  "¥^,rHILE  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lord, 

V  f     We  view  the  terrors  of  thy  sword  ; 
Oh,  whither  shall  the  helpless  fly  ; 
To  whom  but  thee  direct  their  cry  ? 

2  The  helpless  sinner's  cries  and  tears 
Are  grown  familiar  to  thine  ears  ; 
Oft  has  thy  mercy  sent  relief, 
When  all  was  fear  and  hopeless  grief. 

3  Ob  thee,  our  guardian  God,  we  call, 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  we  fall, 
And  is  there  no  deliverance  there  ? 
And  must  we  perish  in  despair  1 

4  See,  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forsaken  God  we  turn  ; 


444  HYMN  CCXXI. 

Oh,  spare  our  guilty  country,  spare 

The  church,  which  thou  hast  planted  here. 

5  We  plead  thy  grace,  indulgent  God  ; 
We  plead  thy  Son's  atoning  blood  ; 
We  plead  thy  gracious  promises  : 
And  are  they  un availing  pleas  ? 

6  These  pleas,  presented  at  thy  throne, 
Have  brought  ten  thousand  blessings  down 
On  guilty  lands  in  helpless  woe  ; 
Let  them  prevail  to  save  us  too. 

HYMN  220.    Long  Metre.    Steele. 
Praise  for  national  peace.    Psalm  xlvi.  9. 

1  £^i  RE  AT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
\JT  A  word  of  thy  Almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise  : 
Thy  smile  is  lite,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 
And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult,  reign, 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  spreads  the  hostile  plains  ; 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 
And  marks  their  course,and  bounds  their  power: 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 
And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 
(Sweet  peace,  with  her  what  blessings  fled  '.3 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  vallies  sing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  moves  subservient  to  thy  will ; 
And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs, 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  ; 
Oh,  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confess  thy  goodness  and  adore. 

HYMN  221.     Com.  Met.     Rippo>\ 
Thanksgiving  for  victory  ox-er  our  enemies. 
1  rflO  thee,  who  reign'st  supreme  above, 
_1_    And  reign' st  supreme  below, 
Thou  God  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
We  our  successes  owe. 


HYMN  ccxxn  w 

thundering  horse,  the  martial  band. 
Without  thiue  aid  were  vain  ; 
And  victory  flics  at  thy  command, 
To  crown  the  blight  campaign. 
3  Thy  mighty  arm,  unseen,  -was  nigh, 
When  ^e  our  foes  assail'd  : 
'Tis  thou  hast  rais'd  our  honors  high, 
And  o'er  their  hosts  prevaiTd. 
\  Their  mounds,  their  camps,  their  lofty  towers— 
Into  our  hands  are  giv^n, 
Not  trom  desert,  or  strength,  of  ours,. 
But  thro'  the  grace  of  heaven. 
5  What  tho'  no  columns  lifted  high 
Stand  deep  inacrib'd  with  praise, 
Yet  sounding  honors  to  the  sky 
Our  grateful  tongues  shall  raise. 
0  To  our  young  race  will  we  proclaim 
The  mercies,  God  has  shown  ; 
That  they  may  learn  to  bless  his  name. 
And  choose  him  for  their  own. 
7  Thus,  while  we  sleep  in  silent  dost, 
When  threatening  dangers  come, 
Their  father's  God  shall  be  their  trust, 
Their  refuge  and  their  home. 

HYMN  2-22.     Common  Metre.     Leech. 
For  a  time  of  general  ski; 
t  np|EATH,  with  his  dread  commission  seal'd, 
\J  Now  hastens  to  lys  arms  ; 
In  awful  state  he  takes  the  field, 
And  sounds  his  dire  alarms. 
2  Attendant  plagues  around  him  stand, 
And  wait  his  dread  command  ; 
And  pains,  and  dying  groans,  obey 
The  signal  of  Uis  hand. 
)  With  cruel  force  he  scatters  round 
His  shafts  of  deadly  power  ; 
While  the  grave  waits  its  destin'd  prey, 
Impatient  to  devour. 
■*  Look  up,  ye  heirs  of  endless  joy. 
Xorlet  your  fears  prevail; 
Hternal  life  is  your  reward, 
When  life  on  earth  shall  fail 


^i6  HYMN  CCXXIH. 

5  What  tho'  his  darts,  promiscuous  hurl'd., 
Deal  fatal  plagues  around  ; 
And  heaps  of  putrid  carcases 
O'erload  the  cumbered  ground  ; 
Z  The  arrows  that  shall  wound  your  flesh, 
Were  given  him  from  above, 
Dipt  in  the  great  Redeemer's  blood, 
And  wing'd  with  grace  and  love. 
7  These,  with  a  gentle  hand,  he  throws, 
And  saints  lie  gasping  too  ; 
But  heavenly  strength  supports  their  souls, 
And  bears  them  conquerors  thro\ 
$  Joyful  they  stretch  their  wings  abroad, 
And  all  in  triumph  rise, 
To  the  fair  palace  of  their  God, 
And  mansions  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  223.     Common  Metre.     Stf.eix 

Desiring  the  presence  of  God  in  Affliction. 

1  rg^HOU  only  Centre  of  my  rest, 

1    Look  down  with  pitying  eye, 
Wliile,  with  protracted  pain  opprest, 
I  breathe  the  plaintive  sigh. 

2  Thy  gracious  presence,  O  my  God, 

My  every  wish  contains  ; 
With  this,  beneath  afflictions  load, 
My  heart  no  more  complains. 

3  This  can  my  every  care  control, 

Gild  each  dark  scene  with  light ; 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul ; 
Without  it  all  is  night. 

4  My  Lord,  my  life,  Oh,  cheer  my  heart 

With  thy  reviving  ray, 
And  bid  these  mournful  shades  depart, 
And  bring  the  dawn  of  day  ! 

5  O  happy  scenes  of  pure  delight ! 

Where  thy  full  beams  impart 
Unclouded  beauty  to  the  sight, 
And  rapture  to  the  heart. 

6  Her  part  in  those  fair  realms  of  bliss, 

My  spirit  longs  to  know  ; 

My  wishes  terminate  in  this, 

Nor  can  they  rest  below. 


HYMN  CCXXV.  40 

7  Lord,  shall  the  breathings  of  my  heart 

Aspire  in  vain  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope,  that  where  thou  art 
I  shall  forever  be. 

8  Then  shall  my  cheerful  spirit  sing 

The  darksome  hours  away, 
And  rise  on  faith's  expanded  wing 
To  everlasting  day. 

HYMX  9S4     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Complaint  and  hope  wider  great  pain. 
1  T   ORD,  I  am  pain'd,  but  I  resign 
I  i  My  body  to  thy  will ; 
*Tis  grace,  'tis  wisdom  all  divine, 
Appoints  the  pains  I  feel. 
8  Dark  are  thy  ways  of  providence, 
While  they  who  love  thee  groan  ; 
Thy  reasons  lie  conceal'd  from  sense, 
Mysterious  and  unknown. 

3  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  speak, 

And  plead  before  her  God, 
Lest  the  o'erburden'd  heart  should  break 
Beneath  thine  heavy  rod. 

4  These  mournful  groans,  and  flowing  tears, 

Give  my  poor  spirit  ease  : 
While  every  groan  my  Father  hears, 
And  every  tear  he  sees. 

5  [How  shall  I  glorify  my  God 

In  bonds  of  grief  eonfin'd  ? 
Darap'd  is  my  vigor  while  this  clcd 
Hangs  heavy  on  my  mind.] 

6  Is  not  some  smiling  hour  at  hand, 

With  peace  upon  its  wings  ? 
Give  it,  O  God.  thy  swift  command, 
With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 

HYMN  225.  Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

Praisefor  recovery  jrom  sickness.    Ps.  ex-viii.  18, 19. 
1   SOVEREIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 

[^  In  every  chastening  stroke  ; 

And,  while  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 
Thy  presence  I  invoke. 


448  HYMN  CCXXVI. 

2  To  thee  in  my  distress  I  cry'd, 

And  thou  hast  bow'd  thine  ear  ; 
Thy  powerful  word  my  life  prolong'd, 
And  brought  salvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteousness, 

That,  with  the  pious  throng, 
I  may  record  my  solemn  vows, 
And  tune  my  grateful  song. 

4  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hand 

Renews  our  laboring  breath  ! 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

5  My  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour 

Those  heavenly  gates  display, 
Where  pain,  and  sin,  and  fear,  and  death, 
For  ever  flee  away. 
C  There, -while  the  nations  of  the  bless'd, 
Willi  raptures  bow  around, 
My  anthems  to  delivering  grace, 
In  sweeter  strains  shall  sound. 
HYMN  226.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  Sons  of  Simeon;  or,  Death  made  desirable,    Luke  ii» 
27,  &c. 

1  ~W  ORD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 
JL^  As  happy  Simeon  came, 

And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here  ; 
Oh,  make  our  joys  the  same  ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  fill'd, 
WThen  fondly  in  hiswither'd  arms 
He  clasp'd  the  holy  child. 

3  "  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,"  he  cry'd, 

"  Behold  thy  servant  dies  ; 
a  I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord, 
"  And  close  my  peaceful  eyes. 

4  "  This  is  the  light,  prepar'd  to  shine 

"  Upon  the  Gentile  lands, 
"  Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope, 
"  To  break  their  slavish  bands." 

5  [Jesns  !  the  vision  of  thy  face, 

Hath  over -powering  charms  ! 
Scarce  shall  I  feci  death's  cold  embrace* 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 


HYMN  CCXXVIII. 

,  *  kite  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  break, 
I  my  minutes  roll  ! 
A  mortal  paleness  on  . 

£!ory  in  my  soul.] 
1IVMX  827.     Com.  Met.     Dr.  W 
The  death  of  a  tinner. 
I  Y  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll, 
_  Damnation  and  the  dead  : 
What  horrors  seize  the  guilt}'  s«ul 
Upon  a  dying  bed  \ 
-  Lingering  about  these  mortal  shores, 
She  makes  a  k 
"Till,  like  a  flood,  with  rapid  force, 
Death  sweeps  the  wretch  a 
.3  Then,  swift  and  dreadful,  she  des. : 
Djwn  to  the  f 

->2^t  abominable  G 
Herself  a  frighted  ghost. 

4  There  endless  crouds  of  sinners  lie, 

And  darkness  makes  their  chains  ; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  despair  they  cry, 
Yet  wait  for  fie: 

5  Not  all  their  anguish  and  their  blood 

For  their  past  guilt  &• 
Nor  the  compassion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  to  their  groans. 

szing  grace,  that  kept  my  breath, 
Nor  bade  my  soul  remove, 
'Till  J  had  learu'd  my  Saviour's  death, 
And  well  insurV. 
HYMN  828.     Pnmman  Metre.    Dr.  V: 

Death  and  eternity. 
1    OTOOP  down,  my  thoughts,  that  use 
vi   Converse  a  while  with  death  : 
Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lits, 
his  breath. 

;;  feebly  down  ; 
His  puis 
Tlu  -.  \*  ith  a  doleful  groan, 

He  bids  the  world  adieu, 

Oh,  the  soul  that  never  dies  ! 
At  once  it  leaves  the  c 


450  HYMN  CCXXX, 

Ye  thoughts,  pursue  it  where  it  flies., 
And  trace  its  wondrous  way. 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 

It  mounts  triumphant  there  ; 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  despair. 

5  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die  ? 

And  must  this  soul  remove  ? 
Oh,  for  some  guardian  Angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  safe  above  ! 

6  Jesus,  to  thy  dear,  faithful  hand, 

My  naked  soul  I  trust ; 
My  flesh  shall  wait  for  thy  command. 
And  drop  into  my  dust. 

HYMN  229.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts, 
Mcses  dying  in  the  embraces  of  God. 

1  TT^kEATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid^ 
j  f  If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 

We  may  walk  thro'  its  darkest  shade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Creator  bid  ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  call'd  to  go*, 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  toPisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land, 
My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  Clasp'd  in  my  heavenly  Father's  arms* 

I  would  forget  my  breath  ; 
And  lose  my  life  amid  the  charm3 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 
HYMN  230.     Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watt?. 
Death  dreadful,  or  delightful. 

1  1T\EATH  !  'tis  a  melancholy  day 
J  *  To  those  that  have  no  God, 
When  the  poor  soul  is  forc'd  away 

To  seek  her  last  abode. 

2  In  vain  to  heaven  she  lifts  her  eyes  ; 

But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward,  from  the  skies. 
To  darkness,  fire,  and  pain 


HYMN  CCXXXf  451 

j  Ai  akc  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  hell, 
Let  stubborn  sinners  fear  ; 
You  must  be  driven  from  earth,  and 
A  long /or 
4  See  how  the  pit  le  for  you, 

Ad  flashes  in  your  face  ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  look  downward 
And  sing  recovering:  gi 

is  a  God  of  sovereign  love, 
That  promised  heaven  to  me, 
And  taught  my  thoughts  to  soar  aha 
Where  happy  spirits  be. 
6  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand  . 
Then  come  the  joyful  day  ; 
Come,  death,  and  some  celestial  band, 
To  bear  my  soul  away. 

HYMN  231.     Com.  Met.     Dr.  WAT! 

A  thought  of  death  and  glory, 
1   "%  S  Y  soul,  come  meditate  the  day, 
j  ▼  |_  And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of 
And  own  lands. 

J  [Asd  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  -      • 
The  hollow,  gaping  tomb  : 
This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  j 
Whene'er  the  summons  come.] 

3  Oh  !  could  we  die  with  those  that 

And  place  us  in  their  stead  ; 
Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead  ; 

4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above 

In  their  own  glorious  forms, 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  I 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

5  [How  we  sheoj  I  clothes  of  Sesh, 

These  fetters,  and  this  load  ; 
And  long  for  e  v e n i n g  to  u d d 
That  we  may  rest  with  God] 

6  ^Ve  should  i  ke  our  clay, 

Before  the  summons  c 
And  pray,  and  wish  our  soul-  i 
To  their  eternal  home. 


Us  hymn  ccxxxm. 

HYMN  232.    Com.  Met    Dr.  Watts. 

Afuneral  thought, 

1  II  ARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound, 
II  My  ears  attend  the  cry  : 

u  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 
"  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"  In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ! 
"  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 

u  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 
5  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 

And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 
4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  : 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

HYMN  233.     Com.  Met.    Needhax 
The  rich  fool  surprised.    Luke  xii.  16—22. 
t  TTKELUDED  souls  !  who  think  to  find 
|  f  A  solid  bliss  below  : 
ISliss  !  the  fair  flower  of  paradise, 
On  earth  can  never  grow. 

2  See  how  the  foolish  wretch  is  pleasM, 

T'  increase  his  worldly  store  ! 
Too  scanty  now  he  finds  his  barns, 
And  covets  room  for  more. 

3  "  What  shall  I  do  ?*■  distrest  he  cries  ; 

u  This  scheme  will  I  pursue  : 
"  My  scanty  barns  shall  now  come  down, 
"  i?li  build  them  large  and  new. 

4  u  Here  will  I  lay  my  fruits,  and  bid 

"  My  soul  to  take  its  ease  ; 
"  Eat,  drink,  be  glad  :  ray  lasting  store 
"  Shall  give  what  joys  I  please." 

5  Scarce  had  he  spoke,  when  lo  !  from  heaven 

Th'  Almighty  made  reply  : 
"  For  whom  dost  thou  provide,  thou  fool  ? 
"  This  night  thyself  shall  die." 


4 


HYMN  CCXXXV. 

6  Teach  me,  my  God,  all  earthly  joys 
Are  but  an  empty  dream  : 
And  may  I  seek  my  bliss  alone, 
In  thee  the  good  Supreme  l 
HYMN  234.     CM.    Dr.  Watts'  Lyrie  Poems. 
Death  and  Eternity. 

1  "m  m  Y  thoughts,  that  often  mount  the  skies, 
l\  I   Go  search  the  world  beneath, 
Where  nature  all  in  ruin  lies 

And  owns  her  sovereign,  Death. 

2  The  tyrant  how  he  triumphs  here,* 

His  trophies  spread  around  ! 
And  heaps  of  dust  and  bones  appear 
Thro1  all  the  hollow  ground. 

3  These  skulls,  what  ghastly  figures  now  ! 

How  loathsome  to  the  eyes ; 
These  are  the  heads  we  lately  knew 
So  beauteous  and  so  wise. 

4  But  where  the  souls,  those  deathless  things, 

That  left  their  dying  clay  r 
My  thoughts,  now  stretch  out  all  your  wiugsw 
And  trace  eternity. 

5  Oh,  that  unfathomable  sea  ! 

Those  deeps  without  a  shore  ! 
Where  living  waters  gently  play, 
Or  fiery  billows  roar. 

6  There  we  shall  swim  in  heavenly  bliss, 

Or  sink  in  flaming  waves : 
While  the  pale  carcase  breathless  lies 
Among  the  silent  graves. 

7  ■  Prepare  us,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand., 

•'  Then  come  the  joyful  day, 
"  Come,  death,  and  some  celestial  band, 
**  To  bear  our  souls  away." 

.  HYMN  235.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 

A  prospect  of  heaven  makes  death  easy. 
1  fllHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
J     Where  saints  immortal  reign, 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

~fhuitfrt  nififi 


454  HYMN  CCXXXVL 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers  : 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  [Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood'. 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  roll'd  between, 
i  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 
To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  tear  to  launch  away.] 

5  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  ! 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  coid  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

HYMN  23G.     Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 

Triumph  trver  death,  in  hope  of  the  resurrection. 

1  A  XD  must  this  body  die  ? 
j\_  This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 

And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay  f 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms. 
Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 

•Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes, 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
And  often  from  the  skies 

Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
'Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 
Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 

And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 


HYMN  CCXXXMI1 

outd  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 
G  Dear  Lord  !  accept  the  pr 
Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 
HYMN  837.    Long  Metre.     FaWCBTJ 
The  death  of  the  sinner  aadth 
1  "I¥THAT  scenes  of  horror  and  of  dread*. 
f  f     Await  the  sinner's  dying  bed  ! 
Death's  terrors  all  appear  in  sight, 
Presages  ot  eternal  night. 
•2  His  sins  in  dreadful  order  rise. 
And  fill  his  soul  with  sad  surprise  ; 
Mount  Sinai's  thunder  stuns  his  ears, 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 
3  Tormenting  pangs  distract  his  breast, 
Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  rest : 
Death  strikes  the  blow,  he  groans  and  Ci 
And,  in  despair  and  horror,  dies. 
-  Xot  so  the  heir  ot  heavenly  bliss  ; 
His  soul  is  fill'd  with  conscious  peace  : 
A  steady  faith  subdues  his  fear, 
He  sees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 
3  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  serene, 
Xo  terrors  in  his  looks  are  seen  • 
His  Saviour's  smile  dispels  the  gloom, 
And  smooths  his  passage  to  the  tomb. 

0  Lord,  make  my  faith  and  love  sincere, 
My  judgment  sound,  my  conscience  cL 
And,  when  the  toils  of  life  are  past, 
May  I  be  found  in  peace  at  last. 

HYMX  233.     Proper  Met.     148th.     Topladt's 
Collection. 
_  The  m 

1  ^T"E  Virgin  souls,  arise, 

I_    With  all  the  dead  awake, 

Unto  salvation  wise, 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take  : 
Upstarting  at  the  midnight-cry, 
Behold  your  heavenly  13ridegroom  nigh. 


456  HYMN  CCXXXIX, 

2  He  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 
The  nations  to  his  bar, 
And  take  to  glory  all 
Who  meet  for  glory  are  : 

Make  ready  for  your  free  reward, 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord 

3  Go,  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
Your  everlasting  friend  : 
Your  Head  to  glorify, 
With  all  his  saints  ascend  : 

Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 

4  Ye,  that  have  here  received 
The  unction  from  above, 
And  in  his  Spirit  liv'd, 
And  thirsted  for  his  love, 

Jesus  shall  claim  you  for  his  bride, 
Rejoice  with  all  the  sanctifyVl. 

5  Rejoice,  in  glorious  hope 
Of  that  great  day  unknown, 
When  you  shall  be  caught  up 
To  stand  before  his  throne  ; 

Caird  to  partake  the  marriage-feast, 
And  lean  on  our  Immanuel's  breast. 

0  The  everlasting  doors 
Shall  soou  the  Sajnts  receive, 
With  Seraphs,  Thrones,  and  Powers, 
In  glorious  joy  to  live  ; 

\nd  far  from  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin, 
To  reign  in  peace  and  light  divine. 
7  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumpet's  welcome  sound  : 

To  see  our  Lord  appear, 

May  we  be  watching  found  ! 
EnrobM  in  righteousness  divine, 
in  which  the  bride  shall  ever  shine. 

HYMN  239.    Common  Metre.    Ri*pon. 
Vktorv  aver  death  through  Christ.    1  Cor.  xv.  57. 

1  "*JS  jTHEN  death  appears  before  my  sight, 

f  f     In  all  his  dire  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  sight, 
My  courage  dies  away. 


HYMN  CCXL  457 

2  But  sec  my  glorious  leader  nigh  f 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives; 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fiv, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above  , 

He  met  the  tyrant's  dart, 
And  (O  amazing  power  of  love  !) 
Receiv'd  it  in  his  heart. 

4  No  more,  O  grim  destroyer,  boast 

Thy  universal  sway  : 
To  heaven-born  souls  thy  sting  is  lostj, 
Thy  night  is  chang'd  to  day. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee  ; 

Accept  the  sacred  trust ; 
Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust : 

6  'Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise, 
And  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  J)loom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing 

The  honors  of  thy  name, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb  ; 

8  Oh,  let  me  join  the  raptur'd  lays, 

And  with  the  blissful  throng 
Resound  salvation,  power,  and  praise, 
In  everlasting  song. 
HYMN  240.     Com.  Met.     Dr.  Watts'  Lthic- 
The  presaicc  ofGodivorth  dying  for  :  or,  The  death  of  Mo- 
Dent,  xxxii.  49,  50.  xxxiv.  5. 

1  TT   ORD,  'tis  an  infinite  delight 

|_j  To  see  thy  lovely  face, 
To  dwell  whole  ages  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  fhy  vital  rays. 

2  This  Gabriel  knows,  and  sings  thy  name, 

With  rapture  on  his  tongue : 

•l/bsesj.the  saint,  enjoys  the  same, 

And  heaven  repeats  the  song. 

3  While  the  bright  nation  sounds  thy  praise 

From  each  eternal  hill, 
u 


458  IIYMX  CCXLl 

Sweet  odors  of  exhaling  grace, 
The  happy  region  Sli. 

i  Thy  love,  a  s^a  without  a  shore, 
Spreads  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
Oh.  'tis  a  heaven  worth  dying  for, 
To  see  a  smiling  God  !  " 

5  Sweet  was  the  journey  to  the  sky, 

The  wondrous  Prophet  try'd  ; 
"  Climb  up  the  mount,"  said  God,  "  and  < 
The  Prophet  climb'd  and  dy'd. 

6  Shew  me  thy  face,  and  1*11  away 

From  all  inferior  tilings  ; 
Speak.  Lord,  and  here  I  quit  my  clay, 
And  stretch  my  air}-  wings. 

HYMN  241.     Com,  Met.     Dr.  S.  Ste>:xett. 

in  the  crime 
MX.  1  i. 


if  Loid, 
With  trans  r.e  ; 

Thine  image  trace  in  every  wi 
Thy  love  in  even 


i  rp 


2  Methinks  I 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face  ; 
"While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  gr 

3  "  I  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 

if  And  lay  them  on  my  breast : 
-  Protection  they  shall  find  i: 
'•  In  me  be  ever  blest. 
i  M  Death  may  the  bards  oflife  unlr 
"  But  can't  dissolve  my  love  ; 
"  Millions  ofiofai  pose 

"  lhe  family  above. 

• 

Tli  e  i  r  fe  e  b  1  e  fra  mes  m  y  p  o  w  e  r  - 

u  And  not  enly  skill  : 

'<  I'll  give  t: 

"  And  hands  to  i  • 
6  His  words  U  rents  hear, 

And  shout  with  jo;,  s  divi 
"  Dear  Saviour,  ■.,  and  are, 

:*  S->vi  bt  bine." 


tii  hi. 

\ 

At  the  J 

1  "V¥rHEX  blooming  Youth  is  snatchM 

II     By  Deaths  h  mil, 

Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh. 

Oh,  may  this  truth  imp- 
With  awful  power,...!  too  must  die,. 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 
S  Let  tikis  fain  world  engage  no  more  ; 
Behold  the  gaping  tomb  ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour  ; 
To-morrow  death  may  come 
^ice  of  this  alarming  scene 
very  he:  rt  ol  ey  ; 

:ily  warning  vain, 
"Which  ealis  to  watch,  and  pray. 

5  Oh,  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save  ; 
Then  shall  our'hopes  ascend  on  high, 
triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 

With  cleansing,  healing  power  ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 

HYMN  243.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddjud&e 

••  far  pious  parents  -iho  harecbeen  bereaved  of  their 
thUdretu    Isaiah  lvi.  4,  5. 

1  ~\.^E  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  I 

j[    Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, 
Say  not  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie, 
Kise,  and  with  joy  and  reverence  view 
A  heavenly  parent  nigh. 

3  Tho'  your  young  branches  torn  away, 

Like  wither' d  trunks  ye  stand, 

fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touch'd  by  th/  Almighty's  hant>. 


HYMN  CCXLY 

i  "  I'll  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  I 
"In  my  own  house  a  place  ; 
(i  No  names  of  daughters  and  of  sons 
"  Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 
5  "  Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope, 
H  A  rising  race  can  give  : 
"  In  endless  honor  and  d< 
«  My  children  all  shall 

0  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tea 

Thro'  which  thy  face  we  see, 
And  bless  Is,  which  thro5  our 

Prepare  a  wav  for  thee. 
HYMN  244.     Common   Met.     Dr.  Doddridge 
enca.    Psa.  rfri  10. 

1  TQEACE.  tia  the  Lord  Je; 
JL     That  blasts  our  joy 
Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear, 

Atid  gathers  back  the  breath. 
■2  'Tishe.  the  Potentate  supreme 
Of  all  the  Worlds  above, 
Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule, 
Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 
S  Tishe,  whose  justice  might  demand 
Our  souls  a  saciv" 
Yet  scatters  with  unweary'd  hand, 
A  thousand  rich  supplies. 
-  Our  covenant  God  and  Father  he, 
In  Christ  our  bleeding  Lord ; 
Whose  grace  can  heal  the  bursting  heart 
With  on-  uxi. 

5  Fair  garlands  of  immortal  bliss 

He'weavesfor  every  brow  ; 
And  shall  rebellious  passion* rise, 
When  he  c 

6  Silent  ire  own  Jehovah's  name  \ 

We  kiss  the  scourging  hand  ; 

\  vield  our  comforts,  and  our  life, 
To' his  sun:  land. 

HYMX  S 

Setxxfa 
1  rr*HK  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 
[    The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sVgh  ; 


HYMN  CCXliVI. 

When  his  owe  children  fall  around, 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  mumuring  thought 
Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend  ; 
Nor  would  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
TV  Almighty,  ever  living  Friend. 

3  Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills 
Our  feeble  flesh  and  heart  may  fail ; 
Yet  shall  our  hope  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  every  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

<i  Parent  and  Husband,  Guard  and  Guide  . 
Thou  art  each  tender  Xame  in  one  ; 
On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

5  Our  Father  God,  to  thee  we  look, 

Our  Rock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend  ; 
And  on  thy  covenant-love  and  truth, 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 

HYMN  316.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

Comfort  under  the  loss  of  Ministers. 

1  ~^r  OW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 
i/^l    And  all  our  tears  be  dry  : 

Why  sliould  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 

2  What  tho'  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  House  invade  : 
What  though  the  Prophet  and  the  Priest 
Be  numbered  with  the  dead  ! 

3  Tho1  earthly  Shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young  : 
The  watdlful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 
And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue  : 

4  The  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart : 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

5  «  Lo,  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord. 

"  My  Church  shall  safe  abide  ; 

"  For  I  will  ne/er  forsake  my  own, 

"  Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 

6  Thro'  every  scene  of  life  and  death. 

This  promise  is  our  trust ; 


462  HYMN  CCXLVHl. 

Anil  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
When  we  are  cold  in  dust. 
HYMN  247.     Com.  Met.     RirroN. 
The  bodies  of  the  saints  quickened  and  raised  by  tlic  spirit. 

Horn.  via.  11. 
i  T&TSJHY  should  our  mourning  thoughts  delight 
f  V     To  grovel  in  the  dust  ? 
Or  why  should  streams  of  tears  unite 
Around  the  expiring  just  ? 

2  Did  not  the  Lord,  our  Saviour,  die, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ? 

Did  not  our  Lord  ascend  on  high, 

And  prove  his  power  to  save  ? 

3  Doth  not  the  sacred  Spirit  come, 

And  dwell  in  all  the  saints  ? 
And  should  the  temples  of  his  grace 
Resound  with  long  complaints  ? 

4  Awake,  my  soul,  and  like  the  sun 

Burst  through  each  sable  cloud; 
And  thou,  my  voice,  tho'  broke  with  sighs, 
Tune  forth  thy  songs  aloud. 

5  The  Spirit  rais'd  my  Saviour  up, 

When  he  had  bled  for  me  ; 
And,  spite  of  death  and  hell,  shall  raise 
Thy  pious  friends  and  thee. 
G  Awake,  ye  saints,  that  dwell  in  dust, 
Your  hymns  of  victory  sing  ; 
x\nd  let  his  dying  servants  trust 
Their  ever-living  King. 
HYMN  248.     Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts'  Lytic. 
A  prospect  of  the  resurrection.  * 

1  ||0\V  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign, 
|  I    And  triumph  o'er  the  just; 

While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust? 

2  Lo»I  behold  the  scatter'd  shades  ! 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  ; 
The  sweet,  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

3  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 


HYMN  CCXLIX.  I 

And  lo,  the  grai 
And 

th1  expected  day. 

5  Thj  ''ast»  and  ":i 

Rise  to  the  mid -way  air  ; 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  K 
And  low  adore  hira  there. 
G  Oh,  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 
Among  them  cloth'd  in  white  ! 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 
7  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 
When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  thro'  the  »t 
On  Love's  triumphant  wing  '. 

HYMN  249.     Com.  Met.     Dr.  W 
T/ie  last  Judgment.    Rev.  3 1 1 

SEE  where  the  great,  incarnate  God 
Fills  a  majestic  throne, 
While  from  the  skies  his  awful 
Bears  the  last  judgment  down. 

2  ["  I  am  the  first,  and  I  the  last ; 

"Through  endless  years  the 
uIA\f  is  my  memorial  still, 
"  And  my  eternal  name. 

3  "  Such  favors  as  a  God  can  give, 

"  My  royal  grace  bestow!  ; 
u  Ye  thirsty  souls,  come  taste  the  St 
"  Where  life  and  pleasure  flows.] 

4  ["  The  saint  that  triumphs  o'er  hi;. 

"  I'll  own  him  for  a  sou  ; 
u  The  whole  creation  shall  reward 
"The  conquests  he  has  won. 

5  "  But  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  unclean, 

"And  all  the  lying  race, 
"  The  faithless  and  the  scoffing  crew 
"  That  spurn'd  at  offer'd  grace  ; 

6  "  They  shall  be  taken  from  my  sight, 

rem  chain  3, 


±64  HYMN  CCLI. 

"  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake, 
w  Where  fire  and  darkness  reigns.] 
7  Oh,  may  I  stand  before  the  Lamb, 
When  earth  and  seas  are  fled  ! 
And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name,. 
With  blessings  on  my  head ! 
3  May  I  with  those  for  ever  dweH, 
Who  here  were  my  delight; 
While  sinners,  banish'd  down  to  hell* 
No  more  offend  my  sight. 
HYMN  250.    Com.  Met.    Dr.  Watts, 
Cod  the  Thunderer;  or,  The  last judgment,  and  hell.* 
*    O^^  to  ^e  ^ord,  }'e  heavenly  hosts, 
O  And  thou,  O  earth,  adore  : 
Let  death  and  hell,  thro'  all  their  coasts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  power. 

2  His  sounding  chariot  shakes  the  sky, 

He  makes  the  clouds  his  throne  : 

There  all  his  stores  of  lightning  lie, 

Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  His  nostrils  breathe  out  fiery  streams  ; 

And  from  his  awful  tongue 
A  sovereign  voice  divides  the  flames, 
And  thunder  roars  along. 

4  Think,  O  my  soul,  the  dreadful  day 

When  this  incensed  God 
Shall  rend  the  sky,  and  burn  the  sea, 
And  send  his  wrath  abroad  ! 

5  What  shall  the  wretch,  the  sinner  do  I 

He  once  defy'd  the  Lord  ; 
But  he  shall  dread  the  Thunderer  now* 
And  sink  beneath  his  word. 

6  Tempests  of  angry  fire  shall  roll, 

To  blast  the  rebel  worm ; 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  soul 
In  one  eternal  storm. 

HYMN  251.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
A  happy  vesurrection. 
\  l%TO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
J3I    But  with  a  cheerful  voice  resign 
*  Made  ina  great  Wsrm  of  thunder  ^August  the  20th,  1697 


HYMN  CCLII  4*6 

i  o  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 
These  dying,  withering  limbs  of  mine. 

2  Let  worms  devour  my  wasting  flesh, 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust; 
My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  of  the  just. 

,'3  Break,  sacred  morning,  thro'  the  skies  ; 
Bring  that  delightful,  dreadful  day  ! 
Cut  short  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come, 
Thy  lingering  wheels  how  long  they  stay*. 

i  [Our  wean*  spirits  faint  to  see 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face, 
And  hear  the  language  of  those  lips, 
Where  God  has  shed  his  richest  grace.] 

5  [Haste  then  upon  the  wings  of  love, 
House  all  the  pious,  sleeping  clay, 
That  we  may  join  in  heavenly  joys, 
And  sing  the  triumphs  of  the  day.] 

HYMN  Z5-2.     Long  Metre.     Rippox 

The  books  opened.    Rev.  xx.  3  2. 

1  -m  /JETHIXKS  the  last  great  day  is  come  , 
_jy  JL  Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 
And  wakes  the  prisoners  under  ground. 

2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 
Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command  j 
Both  small  and  great  now  quit  their  dust, 
And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 

3  Behold  the  awful  books  display *d, 
Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men  ; 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 
As  wrote  by  heaven's  unerring  pen  ! 

4  To  every  soul,  the  books  assign 
The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  : 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine  ; 
No  plea  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 

5  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 
May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve  : 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enroll'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 


466  HYMN  CCL1V. 

HYMN  255 

The  final  sentence  and  tnUery  q'  the 
1     A   XD  • 

■ 
H:s  all-dis 

S 
i  *•  Depa 

••  T; 

*  H  .dare 

terrors  of  thai 

A:  ink  a  way  ? 

5  B 

oris  of  the  ik 
Hark,  from  : 

■ 

'"     Yr    5 

r  his  cross, 
A::  . 
7  So  shall  that  corse  remoTe, 

By  -.■ :  -lour  bled  : 

H.s  : 
HYMN  SS4.    Ccn.mon  Metre    Df 

7"..   ."•"-"■    --•-:.-":.-..      -V.:      .../.-    ' ..-.::    ...  >     ' 

i     A  TTEXD,  mj  soal,  my  heart,  . 

-%    A". 
Bet 
M;.y 
2  When  sinners.  I  in   d  1 
To  rag 
His 

T; 


IIYMX  CCLV. 

BleasM  of  my  Father,  all  draw  near, 

"  Receive  the  great  reward  : 
M  And  rise  with  raptures  to  posses* 

**  The  kingdom  luve  prepar'd. 
\  ><  Ere  earth's  foundations  first  were  laid. 

"  His  sovereign  purpose  wrought, 
i(  And  rearM  those  palaces  divine, 

"  To  which  you  now  are  brought. 

5  "  There  shall  you  reign  unm\mber'd  years, 

"  Protected  by  my  power  : 
"  While  sin  and  death,  and  pains  and  cares, 
"  Shall  vex  your  souls  no  more." 

6  Come,  thou  majestic  Saviour,  com'1, 

"  This  jubilee  proclaim  ; 
And  teach  us  language,  fit  to  praise 
So  great,  so  dear  a  Name. 
HYMN  255.    Com.  Metre.     Dr.  S.  Stinnett. 

The  last  Judgment. 
\  "  TJE  comes!  he  comes !  to  judge  the  world, 
\  \  Aloud  th'  Archangel  cries  ; 
While  thunders  roll  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  lightnings  cleave  the  skies. 
,  Th'  affrighted  nations  hear  the  sound, 
And  upward  lift  their  eyes  ; 
The  slumbering  tenants  of  the  ground 
In  living  armies  rise. 

3  Amid  the  shouts  of  numerous  friends, 

Of  hosts  divinely  bright, 
The  Judge  in  solemn  pomp  descends, 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light. 

4  His  head  and  hairs  are  white  as  snow  ; 

His  eyes  a  fiery  flame  ; 
A  radiant  crowii  adorns  his  brow, 
And  Jesus  is  his  name. 
;>  Writ  on  his  thigh  his  name  appears, 
And  scars  his  victories  tell  : 
Lo  !  in  his  hand  the  Conqueror  bears 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell. 
6  Lo!  he  ascends  the  judgment  seat, 
And  at  his  dread  command, 
Mvriads  of  creatures  round  his  feet 
In  solemn  silence  stand. 


468  HYMN  CCLV1. 

7  Princes  and  peasants  here  expect 
Their  last,  their  righteous  doom  ; 
The  men  who  dar'd  his  grace  reject, 
And  they,  who  dar'd  presume. 
S  "  Depart,  ye  sons  of  vice  and  sin," 
The  injur'd  Jesus  cries, 
While  the  long-kindlmg  wrath  within 
Flashes  from  both  his  eyes. 

9  And  now  in  words  divinely  sweet* 

With  rapture  in  his  face, 
Aloud  his  sacred  lips  repeat 
The  sentence  of  his  grace. 

10  "  Well  done,  my  good  and  faithful  sons, 

"  The  children  of  my  love  : 
"  Receive  the  sceptres,  crowns,  and  thrones j 
"  Prepar'd  for  you  above.1' 

HYMN  256.     Com.  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Hope  of  heaven  by  the  resurrection  of  Christ. 
1  Pet.  1,  3,  4,  5. 

i  TH&LESS'D  be  the  everlasting  God, 
O  The  Father  of  our  Lord: 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majesty  ador'd. 
2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
And  callM  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  should  never  die. 
5  What  tho'  our  imbred  sins  require 
Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust, 
Yet,  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 
So  all  his  followers  must. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 

Reserv'd  against  that  day  : 
rTis  uricorrupted,  undefil'd, 
And  cannot  fade  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kent 

'Till  the  salvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  strangers  here, 
'Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 


HYMN  CCLY11I 

HYMN  2   "       <  oiiiraon  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 

.Isturance  of  Heaven  ;  or,  A  saint  prepared  to  die,  2    Tim  • 

iv.  6,  7,  8,  I 

i  1  T\EATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
I  f   And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come  I 

2  With  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finish'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward.] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge  at  that  g 

Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 
i  Xor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alose  ; 
But  all  that  love,  and  long  to  see, 

Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 
5  Jesus,  the  Lord,  shall  guard  me  s 

From  every  ill  d- 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom 

This  feeble  soul  of  miue. 
3  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 

And  hell  shall  rage  in  \ 
To  him  be  highest  glory 

And  endless  praise.     Amen, 

HYMN  -258.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  W  . 
Biased  are  tte  dead  that  dh 

HEAR  what  the  voice  frouxheaven  p: . 
For  all  the  | 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 
■2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blessM  ; 
How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  sufferings,  and  from  sir.  relc. 
And  freed  from  every 
3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife.. 
They're  present  with  " 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 


"0  HYMN  CCLX. 

HYMN  259.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 
The  martyrs  glorified,  Rev.  vii.  13,  &c. 

THESE  glorious  minds,  how  bright  they  shine? 
Whence  all  their  -white  array  ? 
Hoiv  came  they  to  the  happy  seats 

Of  everlasting  day  ? 
From  torturing  pains  to  endless  joys, 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 
And  strangely  wash'd  their  raiment  white 

In  Jesus'  dying  blood. 
Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ; 
Their  warbling  harps  and  sacred  songs, 

Adore  the  holy  One. 
The  unveil'd  glories  of  his  face 

Among  his  saints  reside  ; 
While  the  rich  treasure  of  his  grace 

Sees  all  their  wants  supplied. 
Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souls , 

And  hunger  flee  as  fast ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 

Shall  be  their  sweet  repast. 
The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heavenly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rise  ; 
And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 

The  sorrows  of  their  eyes. 

HYMN  260.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Heax  en  invisible  and  holy.    1  Cor.  ii.  9. 10.    Rev.  xri.  27, 
"^^OR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
i^j    Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 

For  those  that  love  the  Son. 
But  the  rood  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  : 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 
Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  : 
Xs  o  *anton  lips,  nor  envious  eye. 

Can  see,  or  taste  tl  ° 


HYMN-  CCLXII  <: 

4  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  : 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
Hut  followers  of  the  Lamb. 
i  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life  ; 
There  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  id  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

HYMX261.     Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
The  sight  of  God  and  Christ  in  hen 
\   ~JT\ ESCEND  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove, 
JLr  Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  wings  ; 
And  mount,  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  reach  of  these  inferior  things; 

2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die. 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

3  Oh,  for  a  sight,  a  blissful  sight, 
Of  our  almighty  Father's  throne  ! 

There  sits  our  saviour,  crowifd  v%  ith  ligh4. ; 
Cloth'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 
■i  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  thro'  the  man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

5  Oh,  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 
While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing  ; 
And  sit  on  every  heavenly  hill, 

And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King ! 

6  When  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  I  shall  mount,  to  dwell  above  ; 
And  stand,  and  bow,  and  worship  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing  and  love  ? 

HYMN  262.     C.  Met.    Dr.  S.  Stbhsxtt. 
Their 
1   f~V^  Jordan's  rugged  banks  I  stand, 
\J  And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  1 
Where  my  possessions  lie 


472  HYMN  CCLXIII. 

2  Oh,  the  transporting  rapturous  scene. 

That  rises  to  my  sight  ! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight  ; 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rocks  and  hi^ls,  and  brooks  and  vales. 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  O'er  all  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  : 
There  God,  the  sun,  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds  or  poisonous  breath, 

Can  t  each  that  healthful  shore  : 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death 

Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 
G  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  ray  Father's  face, 

And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 
7  Fill'dwith  delight,  my  raptur'd  soul 

Can  here  no  longer  stay  : 
Tho'  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 

Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

HYMN  263.    Com.  Metre.    Rippon. 

The  everlasting  song. 

1  TT1  ARTH  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long ; 
JJ24   '1>s  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 

Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  There  tae  blest  Man,  my  Saviour,  sits ; 

The  God,  how  bright  he  shines  ! 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

3  Seraphs  with  elevated  strains 

Circle  the  throne  around  ; 
And  move,  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs  ; 

Jesus,  thy  love,  they  sing  : 
Jesus,  the  life  of  all  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 


IIYMNCCLXIil 

.nd  the  narrow  bound- 
Of  time  and  space  they  run  ; 
And  echo  in  majestic  sounds 
Godhead  of  the  Son  ! 

6  And  now  they  sink  the  lotty  tune, 

And  gentler  notes  they  play  ; 
And  bring  the  Father's  Equal  down 
To  dwell  in  humble  clay. 

7  O  sacred  beauties  of  the  Man  ! 

(The  God  resides  within  :) 
His  flesh  all  pure  without  a  stain  . 
His  soul  without  a  sin. 
S  But  when  to  Calvary  they  turn, 
Silent  their  harps  abide  : 
Suspended  songs,  a  moment,  mourn 
The  God,  that  lov'd  and  died. 
'J  Then,  all  at  once,  to  living  strains 
They  summon  every  chord  : 
Tell  how  he  triumph  \l  o'er  his  pains, 
And  chant  the  rising  Lord.] 
10  Now  let  me  mount,  aud  join  their  song. 
And  be  an  Angel  too  : 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue. 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 
Ill  would  begin  the  music  here  ; 
And  so  my  soul  should  rise  : 
Oh,  for  some  heavenly  notes,  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies  ! 
1  2  There  ye,  that  love  my  Saviour,  sir 
There  I  would  fain  have  place, 
Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
So  I  migftt  see  his  face. 


BUB  OF  THE  HTMS8. 


A  TABLE, 

Hi  1  xNu  AK  Y  HYMN  BY  TH£  FIBST  LINE  OF  IT. 

Page 

A  DORE  and  tremble  for  our  God,  310 

mj\_  Ah  wretched  souls -who  strive  in  vain,  411 

Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord,  338 

Almighty  Maker,  God,  416 

And  must  this  body  die,  454 

And  will  the  Judge  descend,  466 

Another  six  days  work  is  done,  413 

Arise  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers,  390 

As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown,  367 

Attend  my  soul,  my  heart  rejoice,  466 

Attend  while  God's  exalted  Son,  359 

Attend  ye  children  of  your  God,  421 

Awake,  awake  the  sacred  Song  ;  31 8 

Awake  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue,  378 

Awake  our  drowsy  souls,  413 

Awake  our  souls,  away  our  fears,  377 

Away  from  every  mortal  care,  416 

BACKWARD  with  humble  shame  we  look,S39 

Behold  how  sinners  disagree,  370 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive,  328 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb,  352 

Behold  the  grace  appears,  317 

Behold  the  potter  and  the  clay,  354 

Behold  the  sons,  the  heirs  of  God,  3SI 

Behold  the  woman's  promis'd  seed,  347 

Behold  the  wretch  whose  lust  and  wine,  371 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace,  559 

Bless'd  are  the  humble  souls. that  see,  397 

BlessM  be  the  everlasting  God,  46S 

Bless'd  be  the  tie  that  binds,  383 

Bless'd  Morning  whose  nrst  opening  rays,  412 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death,  342 

Bright  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God,  327 

CAN  creatures  to  perfection  find,  306 
Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme,     358 

Come  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,  366 

Come  hither  all  ye  weary  souls,  350 

Come  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,  365 

Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs,  333 


A  tABLE. 

Come  wean"  souls  with  sins  disn  351 

Come  ye  that  lov  400 

D6HTERS  of  Zion,  come  behold, 

Dearest  Of  all  the  names  above,  324 

Dear  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest,  36J 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid,  450 

Death  mar  dissolve  my  body  now,  4w 

Death  !  'tis  a  melancholy  day,  450 

Death  with  hi?  dread  commission  seal'd,  445 

Deluded  souls  -who  think  to  find,  452 

Descend  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove,  471 

Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word,  420 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song,  432 

EARTH  has  engrossM  ray  tho'ts  too  long,  472 
Ere  the  blue  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad316 

Eternal  source  of  ever}-  joy,  436 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess,  367 

Eternal  wisdom  thee  we  praise,  535 

JJIATHER,  how  wide  thy  glorv  shines,  356 

JP    Father  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless,  412 

Father  of  glory  to  thy  name,  314 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  house,  408 

Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word,  544 

Father  of  mercies  send  thy  grace,  382 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns,  41  i 

(^1  ENTILES  by  nature  we  belong,  350 

~f  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise.  395 

God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son,  345 

God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise,  71 

God  of  the  morning  at  whose  voice,  430 

Go,  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord,  353 

Grace  -'tis  a  charming  sound,  3G5* 

Great  Father  of  mankind,  405 

Great  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just,  404 

Great  God,  oppress'd  with  grief  and  fear,  410 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth,  409 

Great  God,  to  thee,  my  evening  song1,  435 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand,  437 

Great  King  of  glory  and  of  Grace,  341 
Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  g 

HAD  I  the  tongue  of  Greeks  and  Jews,  361 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign,  374 

Hark  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound,    "  452 


A  TABLE. 

Page 

Hark  !  tUe  glad  sound  the  Saviour  comes,  319 
Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims,   469 

He  comes,  he  comes  to  judge  the  "world,  467 

He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives,  331 

Hence  from  my  soul  sad  thoughts  begone,  392 

Hosanna  with  a  cheerful  sound,  433 

How  are  thy  glories  here  displayed,  430 

How  are  thy  servants  bless'd  O  Lord,  337 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet,  398 

How  charming  is  the  place,  415 

How  heavy  is  the  night,  323 

How  honorable  is  the  place,  396 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine,  349 

How  long  shall  death  the  tyrant  reign,  462 

How  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race,  312 

How  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks,  440 

Ho*  sweet  and  awful'is  the  place,  <&9 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below,  389 

XHATE  the  tempter  and  his  charms,  385 

In  sweet  exalted  strains,  4l8 

Is  this  the  kind  return,  370 

JESUS  invites  his  saints,  425 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies,  426 

Jesus  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace,  406 

Jesus  my  Saviour  and  my  God,  364 

Join  all  the  glorious  names,  320 

Keep  silence  all  created  things,  307 

LADEN  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears,  343 
Let  avarice  borne  from  shore  to  shore,     344 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say,  395 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be,  309 

Let  party  names  no  more.  384 

Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem,  378 

Let  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood,  341 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie,  354 

Let  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word,  426 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord,  438 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound,  380 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye,  417 

Lord  at  thy  table  I  behold,     "  423 

Lord  at  thy  temple  we  appear,  448 

Lord  how  secure  and  blest  are  they,  399 

Lord  how  secure  my  conscience  was,  369 

Lord  I  am  pain'd,  but  I  resign,  447 


A  TABLE 

Lord  'tis  an  infinite  delight,  457 

Lord  we  confess  our  numerous  faults,  555 

Lord  what  a  wretched  land  is  this,  586 
Lord  when  our  raptur'd  thought  surveys, 

Lo  what  a  glorious  sight  appears,  597 

MAN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires,  375 
Methinks  the  last  great  day  is  come,      455 

Mistaken  souls  that  dream  of  heaven,  572 

Mortals  awake,  with  angels  join,  315 

M    M  ill  the  charms  of  nature  then,  441 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord,  324 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love,  433 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love,  311 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys,  391 

My  Saviour  God,  my  sovereign  prince,  421 

My  soul  come  meditate  the  day,  451 

My  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delights,  374 

My  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll,  449 

My  thoughts  that  often  mount  the  »kies,  453 

"'^"''AKE.D  as  from  the  earth  we  came,  375 

J^    Nature  WWk  open  volume  stands,  42S 

No  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more,  464 

e  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard,  470 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth,  360 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth,  358 

Not  from  the  dust  affliction  grows,  376 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord,  403 

Now  by  the  bowels  of  my  God,  384 
Now  far  above  the  starry  skies 

Now  have  our  hearts  embrae'd  oar  God,  4-29 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood,  439 

Now  let  a  spacious  world  arise,  354 

Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive,  461 

Now  let  our  voices  join,  402 

Now  let  the  Lord  my  saviour  smile,  589 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song,  5-26 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  Supreme,  356 

OFT  have  I  turn'd  mine  eyes  within,  384 

Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  w'ith  God,  361 

Once  more  my  soul  the  rising  day,  432 

On  Jordan's  rugged  banks  I  stand,  471 

Oh.  that  I  knew  the  secret  place,  363 

Oh,  the  delights  the  heavenly  jovs,  333 
Oh,  what  stupendous  mercy" shines. 


A  TABLE. 

Our  sins,  alas,  how  strong  they  be,  404 

Peace  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand,  460 

"J  J*  AISE  your  triumphant  songs,  352 

(jjl;  Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King-,  330 

Return,  my  roving  heart  return,  409 

liise,  rise  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground,  308 

O  ALVATION  !  O  thejoyful  sound,  899 
i^  See  how  the  mounting  sun,  434 

See  where  the  great  incarnate  God,  463  ' 

Shall  Atheists  dare  insult  the  cross,  346 

Shall  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood,  307 

Shall  wisdom  cry  aloud,  SL23 

Sing-  to  the  Lord  ye  heavenly  hosts,  464 

Sin  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts,  342 

Sin  like  a  venomous  disease  340 

Sinners  the  voice  of  God  regard,  352 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express,  377 

So  new  born  babes  desire  the  breast,  373 

Sovereign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand,  447 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains,  436 

Stoop  down  my  thoughts  that  use  to  rise,  449 

Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  straight,  3G2 

Sweet  Avas  the  time  when  first  I  felt,  385 

THE  deluge  at  the  Almighty's  call,  *364 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name,  442 

The  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge  460 

The  Lord  descending  from  above,  343 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,  305 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims,  357 

The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace,  329 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love,  425 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,  453 

There  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoie'd  376 

The  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great,  401 

The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear,  351 
These  glorious  minds,  how  bright  they  shine,  470 

The  voice  of  my  beloved  sounds,  S25 

The  wondering  nations  have  beheld,  405 

This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love,  347 

Thou  only  centre  of  my  rest,  446 

Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart,  407 

Thrice  happy  souls  who  born  of  heaven,  S80 

Thus  did  the  sons  of  Abra'm  pass,  420 

Thas  faf  the  Lord  has  led  me  on,  431 


A  TA 

saith  the  high  and  lofty  <  I 

the  Lord  419 

Thy  life  I  read  my  dearest  Lord,  45U 

Time,  what  an  empty  vapor  'tis,  439 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come,  379" 

To  God  the  only  wise,  313 
To  Jesus  our  exalted  -Lord, 

To  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord,  435 
*fo  thee  who  reign'st  supreme  above, 

by  an  order  from  the  Lord. 
'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

fan  of  our  Lord, 
■"TNITE  my  roving  thoughts,  unite, 

^_j    Up  to  the  Lord  who  reigns  on  high,  310 
A$/'AiT>  °  mv  soul,thv  Makers  will, 
>  f     We  bless 'die  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest,  415 

What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring,  328 

scenes  of  horror  and  of  dread,  455 

i»all  the  dying  sinner  do,  346 

What  Strang*  arise,  410 

outh  is  snatch'd  away,  459 

W  lien  death  appears  before  my  sight,  456 

f  can  read  my  title  clear,  403 

When  in  the  light  of  faith  divine,  391 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay,  40/ 

When  the  first  parents  of  our  race,  319 

"W  here  are  the  mourners,  saith  the  Lord,  362 

While  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lord,  443 
While  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by  night,3l6 

While  sinners  who  presume  to  bear,  417 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn,  394 

W  by  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee,  387 

Why  should  a  living  man  complain,  392 
Why  should  our  mourning  thoughts  delight,    462 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King,  367 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue,  442 

With  tears  en  anguish  I  lament,  339 

TE  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm  441 

Ye  humble  souls  approach  your  God,  314 

Ye  humble  souls  complain  no  more,  401 

Ye  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears  459 

Ye  sons  of  Adam  vain  and  young,  438 

of  men  with  joy  record-,  335 


A  TABLE. 

Page. 
Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose,  329 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears,  393 

Ye  -virgin  souls  arise,  455 

Ye  -wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor,  423 


CONTENTS. 

The  being  and  perfections  of  God,          305 — 314 
The  character,  actions,  sufferings  and  ~)   OJ „„n 

glory  of  Christ,  $ 
Creation  and  Providence,  334 — 338 
The  fall  and  temptation  of  man,  339 — 342 
The  Scriptures,  343—349 
Invitations  of  the  gospel,  349 — 353 
Doctrines  of  the  scriptures,  354 — 365 
Influence  of  the  Spirit  of  God,  365—368 
The  Christian  character  and  graces,  569 — 585 
The  Christians  blessings  and  suffer-  ~)      58g ^ 

ings,  danger  and  safety,  5 

~,    .    .  ,  .       7  Private  worship,  409—412 

Christian  worship.   \  Pubiic  worship,    412-418 
Baptism,  419 — 421 

The  Lord's  Supper,  422 — 450 

Times  and  seasons,  430 — ±47 


Time,  death,  the  resurrection,  the  \        ^g j- 

judgment  and  eternity,  5 


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